Picture Learning about Mindfulness and that One Thing on my trip to San Antonio, Texas in 2010. ln summer I am very glad We children are so small, For we can see a thousand things That men cant see at all. —Laurence Alma-Tadema In the past few days the idea of focusing on just one thing has caught my attention in different things I have read. A friend also brought up this concept to me this week, and I thought this was more than coincidental, more like providential, so I want to explore the idea as it relates to the daily meditations I am writing and posting on my blog, Body, Heart, Mind, and Soul. I hope this discussion will introduce the themes of my daily meditations and help you get to know me a little better and help you understand the way I look at healing and integrating all the aspects of ourselves as human and spiritual beings. I believe that mindfulness of my here and now will lead to greater peace in my life and in the lives of anyone who practices it. on a daily basis. Rodney Yee, in Yoga: The Poetry of the Body, (2002), suggests it might just be good to listen and play, and feel what arises. He explained the idea, having at least one thing, though, gives you an orientation from which other things can arise. and explains the “Falling Practice“ of trusting one‘s intuition rather than following a set path. This idea of “one thing” resonated with me because so many of my experiences are “in the moment” experiences--experiences where I go with the flow and do whatever is right in front of me and follow wherever my heart and my senses lead me. I had a “one thing” experience in San Antonio, Texas in the summer of 2010. It totally fit Yee’s statement, “... it’s so great to go out sometimes, not knowing what’s going to happen, and respond not to what you expected to see but to the environment as it is.” I am often accused of acting like a child, but I don’t think there is any thing wrong with being childlike. I approach most things with a sense of wonder and awe, and I am always ready for the unexpected. When I am doing something as routine as walking my dogs in the morning, I will stop as many times to pick or smell a flower or examine the bark on an old tree, as they do to sniff the trees and mailbox posts and bushes lining our street. I often come home with a blossom I’ve picked, or a pine cone, or if I am really lucky a bird feather, or even a fallen nest. These morning walks are treasure hunts. I am not just going out to do my duty and exercise the dogs and myself, we are going on a treasure hunt. This, I believe is how I stay open to the moment and all of its possibilities. Without this openness and attention to one thing at a time, I would miss so much. Vigen Guroian, in The Fragrance of God, 2006 says, But these things can come about only if we reorient our senses, tune our human instrument, so that we are able to respond to the grace that permeates ordinary life. Cont.
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