Last week, while listening to a program about self-care coping strategies, I heard a therapist talk about what she recommends to clients who feel chronically resentful – a harmful, debilitating state of mind.
Saying goodbye. It’s something we all do at various times in our lives. Some of us do it consciously and intentionally and some of us avoid it like the plague. This week, I’m saying goodbye to a dear friend who’s moving to Europe. While the trip marks an exciting new adventure in his life (and I’m very happy for him), I feel sad to see him go. It’s another chance to practice saying goodbye with open eyes and an open heart. Here’s what I’ve learned about loss and endings:
We all need scaffolding. We need others who believe in us when we’re not ready to believe in ourselves just yet. We need fresh ideas, different perspectives, and ongoing encouragement to stay on the path when the road gets bumpy. Cause it always gets bumpy.
As we transition into autumn in the Northeast, the trees are slowly starting to show how beautiful letting go can be. One of the maples that line our driveway appears to be on fire while the others remain clothed in their late summer dress.
Our late-day gathering was windy but filled with abundant sunshine. As I burrowed my toes into the sand searching for warmth, I watched a pod of seals off in the distance having their own adventures. The cool breeze conjured memories of the early days...
It’s late January and our Christmas tree is still standing proud. This year, because of a delayed family party, the tree stayed up after the holidays and this week I’ve decided to keep it up indefinitely.
After more than a year of meditating every day, I’m still amazed at how often I’m somewhere else rather than where I am at any given moment. This morning, while chopping Brussel sprouts, I visited London, had a one-sided disagreement with a former colleague..