Enjoying the ride

Today is the feast of Imbolc, one of the four seasonal festivals in the old Celtic calendar. The meaning of Imbolc is unclear but it may derive from  an old Irish word meaning “in the belly”, referring to sheep being pregnant. Whatever the meaning,  the feast was celebrated because it is the midway point between the winter and the spring solstice, was connected with the budding of new life,  the time when hope begins to stir because Spring will soon be here.

Midway points…Something is always coming to birth. We are always in transition and yet always fully ourselves. The challenge is how to hold fully both aspects. 

As human beings we share a tendency to scramble for certainty whenever we realize that everything around us is in flux. In difficult times the stress of trying to find solid ground – something predictable and safe to stand on – seems to intensify. But in truth, the very nature of our existence is forever in flux. Everything keeps changing, whether we’re aware of it or not. 

What a predicament! We seem doomed to suffer simply because we have a deep-seated fear of how things really are. Our attempts to find lasting pleasure, lasting security, are at odds with the fact that we’re part of a dynamic system in which everything and everyone is in process. So this is where we find ourselves: right in the middle of a dilemma. And it leaves us with some provocative questions:  What is it like to realize we can never completely and finally get it all together? Is it possible to increase our tolerance for instability and change? How can we make friends with unpredictability and uncertainty – and embrace them as vehicles to transform our lives? 

This anxiety or queasiness in the face of impermanence isn’t something that afflicts just a few of us; it’s an all-pervasive state that human beings share. But rather than being disheartened by the ambiguity, the uncertainty of life, what if we accepted it and relaxed into it? What if we said, “Yes, this is the way it is; this is what it means to be human,” and decided to sit down and enjoy the ride? 

Pema Chodron, Living Beautifully: with Uncertainty and Change

 

Repeating stories

 

With training, we can become mindful of the patterns of thought that condition our perception. The task in meditation is to drop below the level of the repeated recorded message, to sense and feel the energy that brings it up. When we can do this, and truly come to terms with the feeling, the thought will no longer need to arise, and the pattern will naturally fade away.  

Jack Kornfield, A Path with Heart

Start again

My dear Lucilius, begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.

The one who has thus prepared himself,  whose daily life has been a rounded whole, is easy in his mind; but those who live for hope alone find that the immediate future always slips from their grasp.

 Seneca

Lost

This is the simple truth

– that to live is to feel oneself lost – 

He who accepts it has already begun to find himself to be on firm ground.

José Ortega y Gasset, Who Rules the World.

Sunday Quote: An ordinary Sunday

Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday.

It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain.

You can feel the silent and invisible life.

Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

You can choose

 

What I want to say is
that the past is the past,
and the present is what your life is,
and you are capable
of choosing what that will be,
darling citizen.

So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,

and put your lips to the world.
And live
your life.

Mary Oliver, from Mornings at Blackwater