The Music of the Night

Walking mindfully outdoors, even from my car to the office door, has helped me to hear some of the sounds of my childhood:  my friends, the crickets. We didn't have air conditioning when I was growing up.  We also didn't have the fear that causes people, including me, to lock things up tight at night.

As a child, when I went to bed in summer, the light was just starting to dim.  I heard crickets.  The fan in the room.  And my parents talking outside on the patio.

Listening mindfully at night, I can go back to those times when I felt perfectly safe with the windows wide open. Then I bring myself back into the present moment, and I know I am safer than I realize.

Letters from last year

This is a lesson that comes slowly to many people. They have too little patience with their nature's pace. There are too easily discouraged by their partial successes or repeated failures. In their immaturity, they are not willing to continue their efforts with such slow visible progress. They grow tired of reading the same matter, thinking the same thoughts, striving for the same virtues, and facing the same defects. They do not realize that as long as they are in this life, temptations will continue to face them. Labors will still require their attention and energy. Suffering of body, mind or soul will always be present in some degree.  Once when they have arrived before the judgment seat of God may they hope to hear the words: "Well Done, good and faithful servant." Only then will their task of striving for Christian perfection be over. 

Anthony J. Paone, S.J. 

A year ago, the pastor of the Support and Recovery Ministry had all of us working in the ministry fill out a form answering two questions:

1. What do you want to see God do IN you this year?
2. What do you want to see God do THROUGH you this year?  

A few days ago, I got an envelope in the mail from church containing my answers.

1.  In me ... Grant me the graces to deal with the crises without losing a sense of peace or my sense of humor.
2.  Through me ... Bring hope to the hopeless and encouragement to the discouraged.

My husband and I looked at our answers ... he filled it out, too.  And he said, "Well, I saw you bring hope to the hopeless and encouragement to the discouraged.  That actually did happen. And you did keep your sense of humor."

Keeping my sense of peace ... not so much. I immediately felt like I had failed, but the words from Anthony Paone, which I cut out and pasted on a card decades ago,  are a good reminder that we are never going to be 100% successful in our goals. My sense of peace is often tied to my ability to stay in the present moment.  So that's what I'll write on the card if asked about it this year at ministry kick-off.  

Ring! Ring!

The Proverbs 31 woman was not controlled by her circumstances and the demands of her family, her household, or her home business.  She was the ruler of her attitudes, her time and her schedule. Her relationship with God was central. All that she became was the result of her yielding to His sovereign control. 

Linda Dillow

"Calm My Anxious Heart" 

On today's Festive, Frugal Friday, I have been running from meeting to meeting. I want to yield, but I forget.  I even forget my plan to have a mindful pause every time the phone rings. 

That's been one of the hallmark practices of mindfulness.  I first heard it on a Thich Nhat Hanh CD.  Whenever you hear a bell ... the phone rings, the alarm, the bells at a school, the bells at a church ... take a moment to be mindful of God's presence.

It will help you to dwell in God's shelter, and as we all know:  "He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of The Lord, 'He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust." 

Forest Bathing

Yesterday we spent 90 minutes in forest bathing.  What???

Forest bathing is a Japanese practice for mindfulness and stress reduction.  It's basically walking quietly through a forest in the moment, observing it step by step, tree by tree.  Listening to the birds and the insects. The best time, of course, is when you can be more solitary.  Otherwise you hear comments like this one: "I looked up my mother-in-law's salary online."  Honest.

Try forest bathing when you are feeling stressed.  It might help!

Waiting for Hope

"Waiting with hope is very difficult, but true patience is expressed when we must even wait for hope.  I will have reached the point of greatest strength once I have learned to wait for hope." 

George Matheson

The difference between "mindfulness" and "Christian mindfulness" is practicing the presence of God.  In Christian mindfulness, we seek to remember God's presence moment by moment as we pay attention to one thing at a time.  

In the back of my mind on this Serene Sunday is disappointment, highlighted by the suicide of Robin Williams and the racial disturbances in St. Louis County.  It's the personal disappointment of prayers for my children's mental health that have been going on multiple times a day for 30 years.  And it's disappointment that so much racial hatred still exists.  I spent the first 10 years of my career in rural Mississippi observing it, and I spent the last year dealing with people in St. Louis County who said very racist things and then denied that they were racist. 

"Hope deferred makes the heart sick," Proverbs says. So this day I am going to realize that I can't possibly cure the mental health of my kids or solve racial issues in St. Louis County. I am going to spend my day waiting for hope. Trying to walk mindfully with the Lord on today's agenda:  a long walk in the forest to visit eagles nesting on the river, a trip to a giant book store, "Ollie Hopnoodle's Haven of Bliss"  (the Christmas Story family goes on vacation ... it's on YouTube and it's one of my favorite movies).  I pray as I walk conscious of the Lord that his hope will seep back into my soul.

What God Inspires

"God would not inspire a wish that could not be realized."

30 Day with a Great Spiritual Master:

Simply Surrender based on the Little Way of Therese of Lisieux

It is Simple Living Saturday:  The tasks are basic.  Clean. Launder. Shop for food.

All comes at the end of dark week that has knocked me off center.  Robin Williams, whom I quoted about living with mental illness and even suicide, has taken his own life.  I imagine he is surprised to see the level of grief.  Both of my children had very tough weeks without this ... my son's best friend moved away and my daughter had serious job trauma.  At one point I had my son on my cell phone in my right ear and my daughter on the land line in my left eye.

How does one deal with this mindfully?  Good question. Rest. Pray. Listen to God through Scripture and Scripture-based inspiration. And walk left foot, right foot, like my pastor, Rich Nathan, says.  God has inspired a wish that I live in Christian mindfulness.  He will show me the way.

Seeing Ourselves as We Are, Being Tolerant of Others

It's Frugal Festive Friday when we ask God for more of the gifts of faithfulness and gentleness.  I really need this today, as we come to the end of an exhausting week. Tonight, as we gather with our small group, we will seek to be a source of light.  My light is a little dim!!!

This is also a day when I focus on the virtue of tolerance, and boy do we need it.  I spent a very difficult summer and fall dealing with people who were totally racist and yet had convinced themselves that they weren't.  I'm sure it comes as a shock that these folks lived in St. Louis County, where bedlam has been raging over the shooting of an unharmed black kid. Having seen so much racism close up while working at a reporter in Mississippi and helping the poor get housing, I know how important tolerance is. Drive it down into my soul even more, O Lord. Help us to slow ourselves down so we can see the places where we do not love.