“If we are peaceful, if we are happy, we can blossom like a flower, and everyone in our family, our entire society, will benefit from our peace.” — Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace
It's been a tough week.
And I don't just mean the work.
Am I fed up? A bit but there's more to be grateful for than be taken down by my ego's desire to ruin things.
I say ego but it's mostly a series of gnarly old habits that are hard to break. I won't bore you with the detail but needless to say, and I think this a good thing, I'm trying once again to return to my deeper self.
It's not easy.
Step #1 — to notice.
Step #2 — to pay attention.
Step #3 — to be more mindful.
And step #4 — to sit with whatever's arising.
To be honest, those steps (or any mechanistic process) doesn't do justice to the habit energy that courses through my body, all, I'm sad to say, focused on doing.
Why is that?
Why after all these years do I feel the tension between the way things are and the way (not always I hasten to add) I wish them?
It might sound childish but everything is already perfect, surely? If it were otherwise...well, life would be torturous — more so than it ALREADY IS!
I realise, when I read this pithy post back to myself, none of it makes any sense and that's fine. If I'm trying to make a point, it's to acknowledge that we're a bundle of habit energies and whilst I know it's possible to change them over time, perhaps just the noticing is enough to make a major difference in our lives.