This is what it feels like to rest “in the moment.” I am sitting on the beach surrounded by laughing strangers, seagulls soar above searching for their next meal. As I sit, I hear snippets of conversations that ride the wind to my ears. A constant breeze caresses my skin, and tempers the Texas heat as I lay watching my husband’s, seemingly, tiny head as his boogie board bobs to and fro far from shore. I sit without thoughts of cleaning, cooking, the mountain of clothes taunting me, or the morning’s dishes that await me in our temporary home for the weekend.
All too often, just “being” is a luxury that we cannot afford. Our go-go-go existence urges us to stay busy doing one thing, then another and another. Doing is our religion, and we kneel at its altar daily.
Our minds are inundated with thinking, an anathema to just being and dwelling in the moment. The groceries, picking the kids up from school, the upcoming school board meeting and tonight’s soccer game flood our minds. But, what if we make the conscious choice to embrace the art of being, the joy of being.
I intend to return home a changed woman. There is a stack of books beside my bed that have been there too long. I pass it each morning and night with barely a glance. I love to read but “doing” has taken a priority over such frivolousness. There is the bird feeder outside my bedroom window where the birds gather to eat and humor me with their antics. Watching them warms my heart, but again the “doing” draws me away.
Today, I issue my manifesto: I shall spend as much time “being” as “doing. ” I will listen to the symphony played by the breeze as it swirls through the wind chimes. I will revel in the sacred quiet of the early morning with my journal, pen and a cup of hot coffee in hand. Instead of the hustle and bustle of entertaining guests, I will sit with them, giving them the gift of my full attention as we truly connect. I will seek the mystery of the ordinary, because in it I am certain to experience the extraordinary. I will listen to my inner voice that resides in the place of being. All in all, I vow to slow down to breathe in the fullness of the everyday moment.
When was the last time that you allowed relaxation to overtake you as a state of mind? When was the last time that you stopped and been carried away by the heart stopping beauty of the moment? Can you remember? You think that you shouldn’t but, my dear, that is exactly why you should. No one is stopping you, but you.
Even among family members, it is rare to find a person with whom we are in 100% agreement about every like, dislike, issue or belief. Our differences are what form a rich relationship, and that furthers our opportunity for growth. Nevertheless, in the current climate, it seems that there is little to no room for us to “agree to disagree,” or to accept that others are entitled to thoughts, positions, and opinions that differ from our own.
I know of spouses, parents and children, siblings, and treasured friendships whose relationships are torn apart because of conflicts arising from differing views on a range of topics. Civility suffers, and rancor abounds. This quote reminds me that there are other options should we chose to look at them.
Each of us is an amalgam of the different experiences, roles, challenges, and ideals that we’ve encountered on our life journey. Both the good and bad has formed the person that we are today. The same holds true for others.
In most cases, it is doubtful that there is not some common ground between any two people. We are multifaceted individuals with much to share with others. Perhaps, if we chose to look at those aspects of others that enrich us and open us to new ideas, we can discover common ground upon which to base a strong relationship. We needn’t agree on everything to enjoy a close and loving connection. Respect is essential to that connection. At least, that is my hope.