Thursday, December 19, 2013

Reverb 13: Day 18: Finding peace in my tattered nightie

1. I am often surprised where I find peace, it is usually in the midst of chaos.

In the midst of living, did you find moments to breathe? Were there moments that held you in the embrace of peace and quiet and pure contentment? 

Did these moments catch you by surprise or did you create the space for peace to find you?

And how will you make space for greater peace in 2014? Because it’s hard to imagine anything more important.

2. Wear it out | What piece of clothing did you wear again and again all through out the year?  Why?  Is it all worn out?  Are you going to replace it or keep wearing it?

1. Peace.  Yes, I've had moments this year of that pure contentment and peace, most often, as I've said already, in our great room with a glowing fire, kitties on their tuffets, and my love and I watching a movie or a show. I've had moments like that at the ocean too, when I'm just there, watching endless waves rolling from that deep, ancient heart of the world. I am so grateful when these happen. While they don't exactly catch me by surprise, they also don't occur every time I'm at the ocean or sitting in the great room.  
I try to make time to breathe, to just BE, but even that doesn't necessarily mean that I will feel at peace. Sometimes you just have to be with the inner turmoil, the constant underlying worry that is there about my daughter.  And then make the choice to let it go, as much as is possible at least. 
Greater peace in 2014: yes to that. Addressing the things that cause the most worry will help make that possible, and I'm doing that.  Actively cultivating meditation time will also help, and I have a plan for that as well. More peace, more things that I love to do, more ocean, more travel, less stress. Peace.
2.  I had to think about this one. Certainly I have favorite jeans and a few tee shirts that moved with me from Alabama to California in 1997 and which I still wear for 'comfy' clothes. But the one that I haven't quite yet been able to cut up for rags is a lovely pink and white long sleeved knit nightie, a Miss Elaine, that I don't remember when I bought. I wear it so much that the print is faded, the fabric is thin and almost silken, but there are a few holes here and there that are beyond mending. It's time for it to go, however, and I will seek a replacement at the after-Christmas sales.

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