A Space to Wander
I’ve been sitting daily in meditation. It’s something that I’ve wanted to return to for a while now. Mediation is learning to focus on your breath and observe your thoughts without judgement; and then letting them go, like a cloud meandering in the sky.
I am learning to sit with feelings and emotions. Just letting them be…
Not running away from them or judging them. No, I’m observing them.
I’ve become an observer; a non-judgmental observer of my thoughts (most of the time).
Things come and things go.
Lovely.
I am one who is learning to be okay with that mess, with that coming and going of thoughts. Random thoughts that pop into my head…always.
My predilection for perfectionism no longer serves me. It really never has, but with a bustling household full of hubby, son, and dog, I cannot keep the floors free of dust, and clothes and diapers never end…
Good.
In this new space where messiness is invited, I am learning to wander; I am learning to be aimless, again, like I was in my youth.
I’m a child of the 80’s, of the tribe of skinned knees and neighborhood creeks, of playing ghost in the graveyard and getting my books from a library. I’m of a time where wandering was embraced.
Not everything must be in its place. Not everything must be neat and tidy. As I let go of perfectionism, I invite myself to wander again. I don’t always have to be “doing”.
How about watching the sunrise (or sunset)?
How about watching the birds at the feeder?
How about running around the backyard with my kid?
How about reading and taking a bath?
How about connecting in conversation with my spouse?
How about laughing and blowing bubbles?
How about singing the ABC’s with Big Bird?
Image all the wonderful wandering we can do with the time given.
Dear meditation, I thank you for helping me to re-member and to re-connect with my wandering self.
My tribe has been patiently waiting for my return, skinned knees and all!
Call to Action: What wandering can you engage in today? Can you take the time to wander a bit, every day?