New Earth Wisdom

When I wake up in the morning I feel gratitude for my breath, I feel a fullness in my heart, and I listen to my body for what it needs. I know that hydration, supplements and sustenance, followed by mindful movement and whatever happens to come my way.

I don’t choose for a moment to believe that just because something is planned, it will happen. I know too well from having kids and living life that unplanned events can come up at any time. So, I choose to dance with life: with the music that is provided. I set aside my desires when needed to tend and attend. I would rather live in experiences than choose to manage them.

Everything is a gift: the soft licks from my puppy, my child screaming early in the morning out of sheer frustration, my daughter talking loudly and rather inconsiderately on the phone, the support I get from my partner, the smile my daughter exhibits now and again that lights up my heart, my son’s way of walking the dog all over the yards of others, the lady who yells at me for no reason. I don’t sort the gifts, but they are all there. Just because they are all there, I don’t have to keep all the gifts with me but I can notice that another moment and another gift is present.

Every emotion passes through me, and I remain. Every considerably good and bad thing happens to me, and I remain. And I release. And I grow.

It’s in those moments of imperfection that I find the most humor and the most perfection. The moments where something totally unexpected happens. Or the moments where something goes totally wrong and you just have to roll with it somehow, some way. There is beauty in all that somehow.

There is tremendous beauty in the overlooked. We should all have such artists’ eyes to see even trash or sewage or someone homeless and in need to see that it still fits. It is still here, taking up space in this reality. And therefore, how could it not somehow be beautiful.

There is priceless gold in the bad things that happen to us, if we do not rush to move past them. Those things that feel as though they will utterly destroy us prove to alleviate the space that was truly needed for our growth. We may take a long time to see the purpose in it all, as we are ever searching for the finality of meaning. However, the purpose, it is present even when not present.

The dance may leave you weary at times, so you will need to slow down to find your way once again. Sometimes, you will find yourself without a partner and you will need to regain your balance. Some may even find themselves dancing with little ones more than they are used to dancing, but love sustains that dance.

When I’m lost I find my strength and courage in the ocean. The ocean, that taught me to dance with life. First physically, then in every way possible.

A dance unfolds naturally and has spontaneous moments. In a dance, you can fall and choose to be embarrassed, or laugh at yourself like a child would and get right back up again. A dance has choreography that you follow, and feeling into each and every moment allows you to find the right steps and moves.

In every moment in life, I hope you dance 🙂