Mindfulness
Rejuvenation at the Merced River
Four days in Yosemite–a marvelous treat. A time for savoring simple beauty; reveling in the warm sun and cool air; my heart filled with joy, in reverence of the new blooms and buds, the mating and nesting birds; and a wonderful gift of allowing my mind to quiet, to unplug, to breathe, to feel, to be.
Water brings to me a feeling of letting go, of liberation and rejuvenation. The Merced is a mighty river, wild and full this time of year, much of it moving swiftly and powerfully, a seething white water ribbon of unruliness. While I am indeed mesmerized by stunning force of this part of the river, I am drawn to the placid, glassy and calm flat water. I sit quietly on a flat rock to evoke my favorite visualization: the metaphor of letting go. In the sitting and quieting, my heart opens to joy and gratitude as I contemplate the many aspects of richness that fill my day–love, learnings, givings, my work, connecting with others, nourishing food, comfortable home, taking care of myself… and, as it will, tougher feelings come up as well–hurt, anxiety, fear, anger… When these strong tougher feelings are clear to me, I “place” them on a leaf, ceremoniously giving them up and letting them go, then gently set the leaf on the water, watching it float away. I honor the feeling of lightness and expansiveness that floods into me then.
The Need to Knead
The dough has just gone into the warmed oven to rise over the next couple of hours, when it will then be transformed into a fabulous calzone dinner. It’s been a while since I have made this dough, you know how it is when certain recipes just fall out of your repertoire. But once I got my hands into the mix and began to knead to my heart’s content (pun intended!), I immediately dropped into a place of mindfulness and remembered…ah, how fabulous is the rhythm of kneading dough–and of creating a dinner made with love and healthful ingredients. Kneading dough invites a wonderfully rich experience when the change in consistency from a sticky mass to the aromatic, plump, almost sensuous, ball-of-dough-that-will-soon-become-dinner is occurring right under my own hands and nose. I felt in tune with the organic ingredients, with the movement of my hands and body (and yes, kneading is a full bodied activity!), and with the sound of the dough catching and grabbing on the wooden board. In those few moments of mindfulness, I felt gratitude for my love of cooking, for having the healthful ingredients in my pantry, and for the sheer pleasure of the artful creation that will nurture and nourish my family.
I kneaded it!
Heal Your Mind, Rewire Your Brain
Nevada County community members: Take Note! Patt Lind-Kyle will be facilitating a 4-part workshop, Heal Your Mind, Rewire Your Brain, beginning in February. Her exciting and inspiring work gives us insight into the science of neuroplasticity and how we can literally change our brain to change our lives. I eagerly registered for the workshop; the price is right, and the companion book and audio relaxation sessions are invaluable, whether you attend the workshop or not. Not only will my optimal life-management consulting benefit, but on a personal level, I will expand and learn as I create new neural pathways in my brain! Can’t wait! Check it out: http://www.healrewireyourbrain.com
Mindful Cooking
A friend, her husband, and I had a conversation the other day about mindfulness while cooking; how cooking could become a meditation — a calming, grounding, gratifying experience — if you allow it.
3 hours last night in the kitchen, and the many more hours to be spent there today in preparation for a family gathering on Thanksgiving, has provided me the opportunity to do just that: cultivate a mindfulness while enjoying the art of creating healthful, delicious, and hand-made dishes, infused with love and gratitude. My senses are stimulated by the savory aromas, the gorgeous orange and yellow of the citrus and deep red of the cranberries, the sweet tang of the fresh squeezed juice; my mind is soothed by the rhythm of stirring, adding, tasting…
The love and gratitude I am blessed to feel will be shared amongst my family and our friends with each splendid morsel. This unhurried pace that is so nurturing to me will permeate our feast.
Not all meals are prepared with mindfulness. Life, at least my life, does not always provide these circumstances in which I can enjoy mindful cooking.
Does yours?
A Guided Relaxation Session
Listen to this soothing practice of relaxation breathing. Inhale calm and quiet, exhale tension and stress…
Perception…something to think about
This was shared with me by a dear friend and is worthy of you seeing it as well.
Washington, DC Metro Station: On a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approx. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk..
6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.
1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…. How many other things are we missing?
Technology and Your Ears:Blocking Out the World
Call me old fashioned, call me too friendly, call me naive, and I will respond by telling you that I am very curious about the impact that cell phones and ear buds are having on the way we interact, connect, and respond to others. It is a phenomena that I have noticed and been talking about for a couple of years now, and one for which my awareness has reached new heights.
Cell phones have permeated our society–and rightly so, they are a marvelous tool. You can stay in touch with family, check in with the office, or chat with a friend when you have a few moments to spare. I use my iPhone to keep notes of new foods to try, books to read, and brilliant ideas that pop into my head. The GPS on my phone has come in handy many, many times to help me navigate in unfamiliar territory, not to mention the ability to locate the nearest Starbucks.
Ear buds are another of society’s sensations. Personally, I have not gone that way so much–mine are used occasionally, on an airplane and that’s about it–but for many other people, putting in the buds is synonymous with going out of the house or office. It is amusing to see the person who is attempting subtlety by threading the ear bud cord under their shirt so that only the last 4 inches of the cord is visible as it snakes into their ears, and equally amusing but puzzling to me, is the one-eared approach–as if that person is willing to half pay attention to the outside world.
That’s what I am alluding to: the paying attention aspect of living amongst the rest of the world. I once followed a woman in a grocery store, who initially appeared to be schizophrenic but merely turned out to be engaged in an animated phone call, first over which cereal to purchase but then lapsing into a disciplinary session for either her child or husband, I could not discern which. I was so fascinated by her willingness to carry on so, while in a public place, that I stalked her, watching her pick up a few more items. She proceeded to get on line, never once slowing down her conversation. As she waiting and talked talked talked into the phone, a sweet young toddler in the cart in front of her attempted to engage her, as sweet young toddlers will do, but this woman was oblivious. As she moved up the line and eventually stood right in front of the cashier, she was too engaged in her phone call to notice the cashier ask, “did you find everything…”, or to notice that the cashier stopped in mid sentence when she noticed that she was not being noticed! The phone talker was a pro, because she was able to swipe her ATM card, collect her receipt and coupons without pausing a moment in her conversation. She sauntered out of the grocery store, talking all the while.
What I felt then was that is woman had chosen to minimize the quality of her place in the world that day. She missed the chance to feel joyful when the toddler attempted to elicit a smile, or to appreciate when the cashier exchanged pleasantries with her. And that was just what I had witnessed; who knows how many other human interactions she allowed to pass her by, simply because instead, she allowed the pervasive presence of technology to dominate her awareness?
Earbuds and cell phones were certainly on my radar last week while we were in Washington, DC. Washington is a bustling, exciting, very crowded metropolis. The eclectic mixing of people was incredible; people of different colors, ages, shapes, and lifestyles. One commonality was noticeable: ears were blocked. Hearing, listening, and paying attention to the outside world was greatly diminished for most people by either ear buds or cell phones. Instead of being able to catch someone’s eye to smile and mention the gorgeous sky or to wish them a good morning, people were focused on their technological gadgets. No spontaneous conversations were to be had on the crowded subway, because the ear buds precluded conversation. Human contact, warmth, empathy, connectedness, camaraderie, joy, curiosity–all rich emotions to share with others, strangers or not–becomes diminished when we choose to block out the world. Each and any opportunity to share these emotions with others will enrich our lives, that moment, because we have chosen to be engaged in the world, not in technology.
Of course cell phones and ear buds have a place in our world. I am not that naive. All I am saying is that there is an appropriate time and place for them. Consider enhancing your day by looking around when you are amongst other human beings, enjoy the smile and small talk from a fellow traveler on the subway, spread joy by pointing out the spectacular clouds contrasting with the blue sky to the guy standing on the corner with you waiting for the light to change, allow a toddler to elicit a smile from you, you will be better for it.
Can you see the possibilities?








