fill with water
Can you guess what was in his diaper at the time?! (OH! Adding to the madness + magic, this, of all songs, actually came on my Pandora Sade station: music for this moment of madness + magic.) Thank heavens he had never actually used it for its intended purpose! Until…*
*BREAKING NEWS: Surprise, surprise! K had some serious movement (as in: major toddler milestone) this morning & will no longer be allowed to play with his pot!
My not-quite 2-year-old eats dirt. Then squeals for pizza.
Developing panoramic vision…and eyes of compassion.
[originally posted 5 Oct 2011; dharma yoga arts on fb]
magic is not the conjuring of illusions
spectacular paranormal enchantments.
magic is the power to see the extra-ordinary in the ordinary:
to conjure peace, grace,
joy, gratitude & acceptance
in moments of chaos & quietude.
“Whether standing or walking, sitting or lying, as long as we are awake, we should maintain this mindfulness of love in our own heart. This is the noblest way of living.” ~ from the Metta Sutta
Motherhood and meditation seem absurdly paired in the same sentence, so how in the world do we ever find the time for solitude, silence & sitting?!
It’s not required.
Being present wholeheartedly to our experiences with our children and families is the way we live our meditation.
Whenever we can relax, breathe, and accept life as it is…
Wait. Are you laughing? Rolling your eyes? Trust, I know! There are times when we wanna throw a tantrum right along with our toddler because we can’t get a damn thing done in the time we want to do it.
So how do we practice accepting “life as it is” in the heat of those most challenging moments?
By simply stopping. Taking a breath. Looking closely at the situation (and the choices we’ve made to arrive there) with a sense of compassion. Being willing to embrace the frustration along with the fun that inevitably unfolds whenever we are with are children.
From this space of calm, we can learn to celebrate the victory of each breath and, in turn, breathe our full attention into each moment shared with our child. Then we may truly experience motherhood as a walking, strolling, running, stair-climbing, leaf-gathering meditation.
[originally posted: 11 nov 2011, blog: all of life is yoga]