holding to the center  

wickedeasy 68F  
17087 posts
7/12/2006 8:30 am
holding to the center

this morning in my meditation, i spent some time floating on the air, no thoughts at all, a blissful, gentle openness - until of course i thought, no thoughts at all - grins

it restored a peace to me that while i knew it was missing i had no idea who much i missed it - how deeply ingrained in me is the need for solitude, serenity, peace

i say sometimes to my financial director that if i didn't meditate i doubt i would make it through even one day at my job. yesterday, she called me and was having a meltdown - i sent her to the beach. she's not allowed back in until Friday. she called this morning asking to come back - but i told her no, another day, feeling the tides, smelling the air, doing nothing except being - she laughed - she said, no house cleaning? i said absolutely not. she said, you got it boss. lol

my director of shelter plus care received a call telling her that 15 people just showed up at her program, planning on spending the night. apparently the emergency shelter flooded in the midst of that amazing storm yesterday and the shelter director sent them over to S+C - but forgot to call and let them know they were coming.

60 people can't be relocated in ten minutes and yet - that's what had to happen - i called the local food program and asked if when dinner was over i could sleep my guys on their floor - no probelm, or problem solved.

the need for some center is so clear to me - in the midst of crisis - if you don't have one, you can't deal.

lately, i have though of myself as adrift, but this morning what i realized is that i'm not. i have a center - sometimes i just choose not to hold to it. choose being the operative word.
and when i don't hold true to it, i find msyelf less able to cope with the realities of my life, less able to laugh, to hear the birds sing me awake, to relish the smell of coffee brewing - to be the person i wish to be.

not inside or outside of the gate. exactly who i am where i am. no gates at all actually.

the sky is low and gray today - quite beautiful -the color of the pearls my mother used to wear.


You cannot conceive the many without the one.

rm_shannee2006 53F
3355 posts
7/12/2006 2:08 pm

Thanks for the reminder. I needed that today because I'm not feeling centered. Upset about man stuff and I've done that part to myself...LOL!

Yup...this juiciness is from me....


wickedeasy replies on 7/13/2006 7:34 am:
don't we all

man stuff can be so all consuming - this is part of why i need to stay centered - therwise i'm off in what did that mean, was that a good thing, did he just call me fat, etc. etc.

god, we're all so fragile, yanno?


7/12/2006 5:02 pm

You really have a way with words and describing things in an extraordinary way. Hope when you wake up the coffee is smelling extra good and you choose to listen to the birds singing their song just for you! Hugs and Kisses MO

just a squirrel trying to get a nut

wickedeasy replies on 7/13/2006 7:35 am:
smiles - i did

a deliciously wet morning - all summer mist and soft breeze

Panthiest 74M

7/12/2006 5:04 pm

I feel we're all on a journy of the spirit, but these senses we have can be quite distracting and then we find ourselves lost, wondering where the heck am I? What am I doing?
Finding my way back to the path.

Thank you for the beautiful post and the reminder.

wickedeasy replies on 7/13/2006 7:36 am:
you are most welcome - but..........don't tell...........i was trying to remind myself

MaggiesWishes 61F

7/12/2006 10:34 pm

The wealth of people that pass through your life, will never know the depth of how you work your magic behind the scenes.
I feel honored to know that part of you.
Blessed be the path you travel.

Warm huggies and I'm glad you are feeling better

My mom wore pearls. A single strand. It was her signature jewerly and a pair of pearl post. She was a picture of simple elegance.
I love that memory of her, thank you Sis.

wickedeasy replies on 7/13/2006 7:55 am:
hugs to you - some memories stick, don't they? my mom baked everyday and i would rush home from school and open the door and



libgemOH 57M/53F

7/13/2006 5:12 am

M, When I was still studying social work, my internship was in a women's homeless shelter. When you talk of your job, you take me back to that and the excitement of learning and growing and truly feeling like I was helping these ladies. In some ways, these memories DO help center me about the choices I'm making in my education and career, even though I have chosen to follow a different path, because they remind me that I really can make a difference at times, rather than reminding me of the catastrophe of my last job in the field.

I owe you a letter and maybe I'll tell you about a couple of my former clients when I write.... THanks for the food for thought today and Namaste -B

wickedeasy replies on 7/13/2006 7:56 am:
wherever you work, you will help

it's just who you are

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