I sit down to write but the words don’t come.  Instead, a host of thoughts crowd my mind.

‘That tooth is bothering me again…hope it doesn’t turn into anything before my checkup.’

‘Do I have everything I need to pack and be ready to go Friday morning at the crack of dawn?’

‘Hmm…have to check the hamper…may be some things in there that I’ll need.’

‘Aren’t there a few gifts that I still need to finish up?’

‘Need to make sure I have all the housework done so I come back to a clean home.’

‘I’ve already been sitting too long, it’s time to move this stiff body of mine.’

‘I may need a nap. I didn’t sleep well last night…kind of feeling tired.’

‘Those lanais really need to be swept after the storm and wind of the past couple days.’

‘What a beautiful day!’

That last one stops me in my tracks.  It’s the first thought that actually brings me back to the present moment.  All the previous thoughts are merely resistance to my slowing down and really listening.  Noticing the beauty of the day, however, helps me to turn inward and listen to my heart rather than the random thoughts running through my brain.  There are times like this, when I experience stubborn resistance to slowing down.  I show up to do the work, but I can’t seem to tap into the spring that I know is there deep beneath the rubble.  

The rubble has been collecting over the last couple of months of busyness.  Though it was all good busyness, finding my way back to center is an effort because the path is not quite as clear as if I had been there as recently as yesterday or even the day before.  Focusing on the bright sunshine streaming through the window as well as the leaves beyond, dancing in the breeze brings a familiar serenity.  Peace and tranquility wash over me for this brief moment, along with a knowing that I’m on the right path…

~SuZanne
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