The purpose of Peaceful Waves Blog at this time is to inspire those who read it. In-spire, inspiration comes from the mundane act of the in breath. If we bring more consciousness to those mundane acts that are most frequently on auto pilot I believe we will, together, be weaving a more conscious, relaxed, grounded community. One that takes time to honor the sacred that is in us and around us 24-7…if we have eyes to see.
It is also a creative expression of my love for the earth, the ocean and all living things. I hope to connect with those of like mind and heart and cultivate a practice of waking up to that which is right in front of us, right here and now.
The ground beneath our feet is there, but how often do our toes actually feel it? The bite of food on our fork is there, but how often does our mouth actually taste it? The birds in the trees are calling, singing their songs, but how often do we really hear them?
This blog is a practice of gentle awakening…and exploration through photos and writing of every day life. May the waves wash over you and bring solace, peace and grounding.
I think I”m not alone in the conditioning of thinking that somewhere out there in the distance is when my real life begins. You know, after this or that or the other happens. Like, I’m a published author, teaching classes, climbed the Himalayas and yadda, yadda, yadda. A lot of habit energy in longing for what is not quite here yet.
I got my first unflattering glimpse at this mental machinery when I was actually at the foot of the Himalaya’s in Dharmsala, India for my first meditation retreat ever. I can still remember thinking in the morning of my first class….”Do I have to?” The difference was, the witness presence took a snapshot of that thought and held it up to the light for me. Oh yeah, that is the same thought I had in the states, before managing all of the conditions to fly all the way over for this adventure. Mental machines will run on the same program until we choose an update. It’s time for that update right now.
magic is here and now.
Magic is in the present moment. It’s not after that promotion, or partner, or new job, new house, graduation, or…magic is here and now. Do we have the eyes to see it?
My invisible guides have been working a little more…uhm… obviously in my behalf lately. Like, when I go on my computer to dip into the news or stocks or some kind of mental boredom filler they blacken the screen of my computer. It’s like, wake up, what are you looking for? Wake up, create your own screen and start creating your own reality.
Creating my own reality begins with honoring the life I’m living in this present moment. Rather than looking backwards or getting caught in the future. The dance is to have the courage and blissipline to have goals…take action on those goals while getting the gifts of this present moment simultaneously. It’s a skillset not taught in schools. At least not traditional schools.
I’m about to go to work, as a body worker…a massage therapist…but I’m also taking action this morning on my future goal of touching, inspiring and motivating people through writing. Like a juggler, my task is to learn to keep a few balls in the air at the same time.
I’ve hired an home office manager.
To help me along the path in my adventure of present moment bliss mixed with future goal actions, I’ve hired an home office manager. His name is Tigerbee…and he has razor sharp claws. It’s a little boot camp in awakening that comes with a litterbox and integration of the whole home office team. So far…so good.
There comes a time…and Now is It. There is no Other Time…to take out the trash, put bright pink lipstick on, pet the dog, hug your mom, start a blog. The waves keep rolling in one after the other, gently and sometimes not so gently, reminding us…’wake up…wake up…wake up…come on sleepy head, wake up.”
I wanted to start a blog today, and yesterday and the month before and the month before that. But it felt like, maybe I would know more how to do that, tomorrow or the next day or the month after this. I wanted to call that blog Chop Wood, Carry Water…because This is the time for those chores of simple doing, without resisting.
Or I wanted to start a Blog called ‘life on the dune’ featuring all the creatures that have become my friends…in their sandy habitat. Jack Rabbit, and Quail, and Hawk, and Lizard, and Crow and…and…and. The magic they teach me of inter-being, and interweaving with harmony, balance and ease would make good pros.
I wanted to start a blog today, and yesterday and the week before that but I waited until this morning…until Now, and the title…it does not matter so much, what matters is to begin for boldness has magic in it where there are no errors, only playful experiments.
Be bold enough to use your voice, brave enough to listen to your heart, and strong enough to live the life you’ve always imagined. let the blogging begin;)
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