Did you ever feel as though something was lacking in your routine but you just couldn’t put your finger on what it was? I knew that my interior landscape just wasn’t in good working order but I couldn’t quite figure out what was causing these feelings of discomfort.
Gradually, it came to me that I had somehow discarded my daily mediation practice. I hadn’t meant for it to happen. It was one of those gradual things. I started to prioritize my time in the morning and meditation starting moving further and further down the list until it finally disappeared completely.
So this week I am celebrating the return of my daily meditation practice and with it a much more peaceful interior landscape.
This week with all due apologies to Alexander Pope, I am celebrating:
Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man always is continually blest.
My first celebration came with the end of a long drawn out problem that had divided our family for almost three years. I dared to hope for an end to this problem but not only did we receive the blessing of an end but the balm of a loving end for the family.
After joyfully celebrating this gift for two days, I received a telephone call that my very dear friend was going into emergency surgery the next morning for removal of a brain tumor. Joy was quickly replaced by fear. The second celebration came on Friday when her daughter let me know she had survived the surgery and hope has bloomed again in my frail human heart.
And my third celebration is the beauty of spring which is what I hope for a lot on cold, grungy days when I forlornly look out my kitchen windows at gray desolation. Here is the answer to those hopes for spring on those mornings –
And my fourth celebration is my hope for the future the birthday today of my fantastic grandson Lucas. Who was a long held hope fulfilled in the very best possible way. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCAS WITH LOADS OF LOVE, MEME.
Today is Easter Sunday morning when a large portion of the Christian world celebrates the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. I started meditating on what the word resurrection meant to me at this beautiful time of the year and came upon this definition:
RESURRECTION The act of reviving or condition of being revived: reactivation, rebirth, renaissance, renascence, renewal, resurgence, resuscitation, revitalization, revival, revivification.
Two happy students from the Kulturama School of Performing Arts in Stockholm pose for a picture during Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon’s visit to their school. UN Photo/Eskinder Debebe Two happy students from the Kulturama School of Performing Arts in Stockholm pose for a picture during Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon’s visit to their school. UN Photo/Eskinder Debebe
“At this time of grave injustices, devastating wars, mass displacement, grinding poverty and other manmade causes of suffering, the International Day of Happiness is a global chance to assert that peace, well-being and joy deserve primacy.” — UN Secretary-General, Ban Ki-moon Climate Action for a Happy Planet
What is the International Day of Happiness? It’s a day to be happy, of course! Since 2013, the United Nations has celebrated the International Day of Happiness as a way to recognise the importance of happiness in the lives of people around the world. The UN just launched 17 Sustainable Development Goals that seek to end poverty, reduce inequality, and protect our planet – three key aspects that lead to well-being and happiness.
The United Nations invites each person of any age, plus every classroom, business and government to celebrate the International Day of Happiness each year on March 20.
This year, even cartoon characters have joined in as the United Nations teams up with a group famous for lacking good cheer: the Angry Birds.
These animated ambassadors are helping to raise awareness about the importance of climate action for our common future. You can join them by sharing your own climate actions using the hashtag #AngryBirdsHappyPlanet.
Last night found Dom and I at a wine dinner that we regularly attend with a group of friends. It is something we always look forward to attending because it is a chance to try different varieties of wines and the food is always designed to accompany the types of wine that have been chosen to showcase that evening.
But last night was a special treat for me. Most of my friends, including myself, have been away on vacation for the last few weeks and I felt like we were like the swallows returning to San Juan, Capistrano.
There was almost a fiesta like feeling in the room as we all buzzed about from one person to the other and hugged and kissed and inquired about each other lives. Ah, what more can I celebrate this morning than to be blest to be able to witness and belong to such a group of friends
I have been away for the last twelve days. And I have been on a deliberate writing fast. I know that in diet, fasting can speed up your metabolism and give all your organs a bit of a rest. So, I decided to use this time to see if the writing muse needed a break and will reward me with lots of creative moments going forward.
So, I celebrate the beginning of 12 days spent in paradise with my wonderful husband. It wasn’t such an onerous place to fast. I even inherited a pet who I named Igor (even though his presence every morning was a bit unnerving).
And I celebrate the end of vacation and my writing fast and a return to you my gentle readers. I have missed our conversations.
This will be my inspiration for writing during the next two weeks. I will be resting, and ruminating, and meditating, and writing, and walking, and talking to Dom, and doing all things guaranteed to fill up my creativity tank. BUT I won’t be blogging. I will miss you my dears and will schedule the Senior Salon so that you can continue to stay in touch with each other.
Do you remember this picture of my son David? I’ll bet you never could have guessed by looking at it that David has a Ph.D. in Music and is Chairman of the Music Department at Wesley College in Dover, Delaware.
Well, I am excited to share with you this weekend that at the tender age of 42 David has been named a full Professor of Music at the College. Dom and I are so excited for him and so proud of him and I can’t think of anything happier for me to celebrate this week.
I was at the gym walking on the treadmill this week and watching the Today Show. The day was February 9. They said that February 9 marked the day of the year when people gave up on their New Year’s resolutions. Apparently, the way they arrived at that conclusion was by polling fitness centers and finding that attendance at fitness centers steadily declines after that date.
Since it was February 9 and I was on a treadmill and my OLW is:
I am celebrating that I persisted in my exercise goals so far for 2016.
The other area that I didn’t want to slack off was in my new project, the Senior Salon. I am excited to celebrate that I have faithfully worked every day on building that community of artists and have watched it grow week after week.
I am excited to share with you this celebration that my tiny muscle of persistence is gaining some strength. Maybe by December I will look like this: (well, maybe just the muscle part)