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QUIETLY, KEEP WALKING 💎
At seventy, I sometimes wonder what I would want an elder to have told me when I was young.
Probably this:
Don’t take anything too seriously. You will not solve every dilemma you encounter anyway. Try new things. Try new ideas. Try different ways of living. Meet lots of different people. Travel and have different experiences in unknown places. When something stops working, move on.
QUIETLY.
There's no great drama you ever need to contain. No need to prove that you were right or that the other person was wrong. No need to turn every ending into a battle, or even some of them.
I spent a lot of my life believing certain things were so terribly important; they weren't, but I defended them anyway. I argued endlessly for them. Above all else, I wanted to be right. I wasted a lot of time on meaningless details. Now I can’t even remember half of what they were about. That tells me something. Perhaps life isn’t about getting it right.
Perhaps it’s about fully experiencing life and knowing when it’s time to let something go and keep walking.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @disability @pwd @joinin
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QUIETLY, KEEP WALKING 💎
At seventy, I sometimes wonder what I would want an elder to have told me when I was young.
Probably this:
Don’t take anything too seriously. You will not solve every dilemma you encounter anyway. Try new things. Try new ideas. Try different ways of living. Meet lots of different people. Travel and have different experiences in unknown places. When something stops working, move on.
QUIETLY.
There's no great drama you ever need to contain. No need to prove that you were right or that the other person was wrong. No need to turn every ending into a battle, or even some of them.
I spent a lot of my life believing certain things were so terribly important; they weren't, but I defended them anyway. I argued endlessly for them. Above all else, I wanted to be right. I wasted a lot of time on meaningless details. Now I can’t even remember half of what they were about. That tells me something. Perhaps life isn’t about getting it right.
Perhaps it’s about fully experiencing life and knowing when it’s time to let something go and keep walking.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @disability @pwd @joinin
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QUIETLY, KEEP WALKING 💎
At seventy, I sometimes wonder what I would want an elder to have told me when I was young.
Probably this:
Don’t take anything too seriously. You will not solve every dilemma you encounter anyway. Try new things. Try new ideas. Try different ways of living. Meet lots of different people. Travel and have different experiences in unknown places. When something stops working, move on.
QUIETLY.
There's no great drama you ever need to contain. No need to prove that you were right or that the other person was wrong. No need to turn every ending into a battle, or even some of them.
I spent a lot of my life believing certain things were so terribly important; they weren't, but I defended them anyway. I argued endlessly for them. Above all else, I wanted to be right. I wasted a lot of time on meaningless details. Now I can’t even remember half of what they were about. That tells me something. Perhaps life isn’t about getting it right.
Perhaps it’s about fully experiencing life and knowing when it’s time to let something go and keep walking.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @disability @pwd @joinin
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QUIETLY, KEEP WALKING 💎
At seventy, I sometimes wonder what I would want an elder to have told me when I was young.
Probably this:
Don’t take anything too seriously. You will not solve every dilemma you encounter anyway. Try new things. Try new ideas. Try different ways of living. Meet lots of different people. Travel and have different experiences in unknown places. When something stops working, move on.
QUIETLY.
There's no great drama you ever need to contain. No need to prove that you were right or that the other person was wrong. No need to turn every ending into a battle, or even some of them.
I spent a lot of my life believing certain things were so terribly important; they weren't, but I defended them anyway. I argued endlessly for them. Above all else, I wanted to be right. I wasted a lot of time on meaningless details. Now I can’t even remember half of what they were about. That tells me something. Perhaps life isn’t about getting it right.
Perhaps it’s about fully experiencing life and knowing when it’s time to let something go and keep walking.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @disability @pwd @joinin
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QUIETLY, KEEP WALKING 💎
At seventy, I sometimes wonder what I would want an elder to have told me when I was young.
Probably this:
Don’t take anything too seriously. You will not solve every dilemma you encounter anyway. Try new things. Try new ideas. Try different ways of living. Meet lots of different people. Travel and have different experiences in unknown places. When something stops working, move on.
QUIETLY.
There's no great drama you ever need to contain. No need to prove that you were right or that the other person was wrong. No need to turn every ending into a battle, or even some of them.
I spent a lot of my life believing certain things were so terribly important; they weren't, but I defended them anyway. I argued endlessly for them. Above all else, I wanted to be right. I wasted a lot of time on meaningless details. Now I can’t even remember half of what they were about. That tells me something. Perhaps life isn’t about getting it right.
Perhaps it’s about fully experiencing life and knowing when it’s time to let something go and keep walking.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @disability @pwd @joinin
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The Beauty of Broken Things
I almost stepped over it.
It was just a piece of broken shell lying in the dirt, surrounded by pine needles, stones, and the debris that accumulates wherever nature is left to itself.
But then I saw the color.
That impossible blue against the earth.
And I stopped.
I wondered how many beautiful things we miss because we have already decided that broken means ruined.
There’s something almost absurdly beautiful about the broken turquoise shell lying in dirt and pine needles. It’s not beautiful despite being broken. The brokenness is what makes it visually arresting. The jagged edges, the pieces scattered around it, the contrast between that almost luminous blue and the ordinary earth.
And then there are those little intact forms beside it—whole, quiet, almost egg-like things. So you have this natural juxtaposition of whole and broken, becoming and becoming-undone.
We like the unbroken bowl.
The finished painting.
The relationship that works.
The body that doesn’t betray us.
The life that follows the plan.We tend to look at the broken thing and immediately think:
This needs to be fixed.
But what if brokenness isn’t always a failure of the thing?
What if sometimes the breaking is part of what reveals it?
A shell has to break for something to emerge from it. A seed has to split open. A fallen branch becomes habitat. A decaying thing feeds something else. Even the pieces of something that can no longer be made whole become part of the landscape.
And maybe people aren’t so different.
Perhaps we spend too much of our lives trying to return ourselves to a version of whole that never really existed.
A version only held in memory.
Maybe this is true of our memories, too.
A fragment here. A face there. The feeling of sunlight through a particular window. The sound of someone’s voice. A sentence we can’t quite remember but somehow remember how it made us feel.
We take these fragments and build a story around them.
And sometimes, without realizing it, we mistake the story for the thing itself.
We remember childhood as a place we could once return to. A relationship as something that was once whole. A version of ourselves we imagine we might somehow find again.
But perhaps what we’re remembering was never quite as whole as we believe.
What happens when we stop trying to put the memories back together?
Because maybe the fragments don’t need to reconstruct the whole.
Maybe a broken memory can simply be a piece of what was—valuable without being complete, beautiful without being entirely accurate.
The turquoise eggshell isn’t beautiful because you can reconstruct the object it once belonged to.
It’s beautiful as a fragment.
Some things don’t need to be made whole to be worthy of being held.
#awareness #beauty #experience #lettingGo #memoiries #memory #mindfulness #moments #nature #reflection #theBeautyOfBrokenThings -
The Beauty of Broken Things
I almost stepped over it.
It was just a piece of broken shell lying in the dirt, surrounded by pine needles, stones, and the debris that accumulates wherever nature is left to itself.
But then I saw the color.
That impossible blue against the earth.
And I stopped.
I wondered how many beautiful things we miss because we have already decided that broken means ruined.
There’s something almost absurdly beautiful about the broken turquoise shell lying in dirt and pine needles. It’s not beautiful despite being broken. The brokenness is what makes it visually arresting. The jagged edges, the pieces scattered around it, the contrast between that almost luminous blue and the ordinary earth.
And then there are those little intact forms beside it—whole, quiet, almost egg-like things. So you have this natural juxtaposition of whole and broken, becoming and becoming-undone.
We like the unbroken bowl.
The finished painting.
The relationship that works.
The body that doesn’t betray us.
The life that follows the plan.We tend to look at the broken thing and immediately think:
This needs to be fixed.
But what if brokenness isn’t always a failure of the thing?
What if sometimes the breaking is part of what reveals it?
A shell has to break for something to emerge from it. A seed has to split open. A fallen branch becomes habitat. A decaying thing feeds something else. Even the pieces of something that can no longer be made whole become part of the landscape.
And maybe people aren’t so different.
Perhaps we spend too much of our lives trying to return ourselves to a version of whole that never really existed.
A version only held in memory.
Maybe this is true of our memories, too.
A fragment here. A face there. The feeling of sunlight through a particular window. The sound of someone’s voice. A sentence we can’t quite remember but somehow remember how it made us feel.
We take these fragments and build a story around them.
And sometimes, without realizing it, we mistake the story for the thing itself.
We remember childhood as a place we could once return to. A relationship as something that was once whole. A version of ourselves we imagine we might somehow find again.
But perhaps what we’re remembering was never quite as whole as we believe.
What happens when we stop trying to put the memories back together?
Because maybe the fragments don’t need to reconstruct the whole.
Maybe a broken memory can simply be a piece of what was—valuable without being complete, beautiful without being entirely accurate.
The turquoise eggshell isn’t beautiful because you can reconstruct the object it once belonged to.
It’s beautiful as a fragment.
Some things don’t need to be made whole to be worthy of being held.
#awareness #beauty #experience #lettingGo #memoiries #memory #mindfulness #moments #nature #reflection #theBeautyOfBrokenThings -
Finding Your Higher Power: Trusting When God Removes People From Your Life
“Don't be worried about the people God removed from your life. He heard conversations you didn't. He saw actions you couldn't. So He made moves you wouldn't Losing someone can feel like losing part of yourself. We may ask why they left, what we did wrong, or why God allowed it. But sometimes, what feels like loss is actually protection. Learning to Trust Finding your Higher Power means trusting even when you don't understand. In recovery and life, surrender is difficult because we want […] -
Finding Your Higher Power: Trusting When God Removes People From Your Life
“Don't be worried about the people God removed from your life. He heard conversations you didn't. He saw actions you couldn't. So He made moves you wouldn't Losing someone can feel like losing part of yourself. We may ask why they left, what we did wrong, or why God allowed it. But sometimes, what feels like loss is actually protection. Learning to Trust Finding your Higher Power means trusting even when you don't understand. In recovery and life, surrender is difficult because we want […] -
Finding Your Higher Power: Trusting When God Removes People From Your Life
“Don't be worried about the people God removed from your life. He heard conversations you didn't. He saw actions you couldn't. So He made moves you wouldn't Losing someone can feel like losing part of yourself. We may ask why they left, what we did wrong, or why God allowed it. But sometimes, what feels like loss is actually protection. Learning to Trust Finding your Higher Power means trusting even when you don't understand. In recovery and life, surrender is difficult because we want […] -
Finding Your Higher Power: Trusting When God Removes People From Your Life
“Don't be worried about the people God removed from your life. He heard conversations you didn't. He saw actions you couldn't. So He made moves you wouldn't Losing someone can feel like losing part of yourself. We may ask why they left, what we did wrong, or why God allowed it. But sometimes, what feels like loss is actually protection. Learning to Trust Finding your Higher Power means trusting even when you don't understand. In recovery and life, surrender is difficult because we want […] -
Finding Your Higher Power: Trusting When God Removes People From Your Life
“Don't be worried about the people God removed from your life. He heard conversations you didn't. He saw actions you couldn't. So He made moves you wouldn't Losing someone can feel like losing part of yourself. We may ask why they left, what we did wrong, or why God allowed it. But sometimes, what feels like loss is actually protection. Learning to Trust Finding your Higher Power means trusting even when you don't understand. In recovery and life, surrender is difficult because we want […] -
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“I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now.” — Edna Mode. Keep the lesson, reclaim your focus. Read the full blog.
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I CAN BE SAD
WITHOUT MAKING IT A PROJECT 💎Something happened recently in a close friendship. Nothing dramatic. No great argument. No doors slammed. Just that peculiar feeling of someone becoming more distant.
And immediately the mind went to work. What happened? Was it something I said? Should I explain? Should I write? Should I wait? Should I repair something? Have I misunderstood?
Round and round, the monkey mind had me well and truly by the short and curlies.
And then this morning I remembered one of my favourite lines from A Course in Miracles:
“I need do nothing.”
And for once I took it absolutely literally.
THERE IS NOTHING I NEED TO DO.
I don't need to chase anyone. I don't need to work out what another person is thinking. I don't need to manufacture an explanation for their behaviour. I don't even need to make myself feel better about it.
That last bit matters. “I need do nothing” isn't a clever way of getting rid of sadness. The sadness can be here.
WHAT DISAPPEARS IS THE ASSIGNMENT.
I wonder how much of our lives we spend trying to mentally manage things that are already happening. Other people's feelings. Their decisions. Whether they stay. Whether they leave. What they think of us. What tomorrow might bring.
We call much of this thinking. Quite a lot of it is attempted control.
Sometimes there really is something to do. Apologise. Speak. Act. Help. Change something.
AND SOMETIMES THERE SIMPLY ISN'T.
This morning, there isn't.
The sadness may still be here. But there is nothing I need to do about it.
@3goodthings @DigitalCoup @meditation @economics_that_works @startrek
#ACIM #ACourseInMiracles #Stillness #LettingGo #Presence #Acceptance #Peace #Friendship #Sadness #MonkeyMind #Control #NothingToFix #people #monkey #mind
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Cultivating Calm with Sunday Softening Practices
Last year’s unpredictability led my focus to waver; my essays, meditations, and Instagram feed transitioned from careful curation to something more spontaneous and less intentional. Despite the time constraints that challenged my efforts, my desire to maintain a presence remains strong, as I aim to share creations that, in turn, provide others with glimpses of the peace I have discovered through various mindfulness practices.
Finding Stillness
I am shifting back towards more deliberate, niche-centered posts that enable not only myself, but readers and viewers as well, to find that still point amidst the unpredictability of life. Although this unpredictability remains unchanged, my experiences over the past year have taught me patience and provided the wisdom to accept life’s inherent uncertainty.
Allowing Flow
We often hold assumptions and expectations without justification, which can cloud our judgment and hinder personal growth. This journey leads us to realize the significance of flow—not just as a concept but as a transformative experience that allows us to engage deeply with the present moment.
Reflection
It is a topic I’ve explored extensively in my essay, Open Awareness: The Gift of Gracious Acceptance, where I delve into the nuances of being open to life’s unpredictable nature. Embracing this mindset can lead to profound insights and inner peace. To complement these reflections, I invite you to explore the meditation below, which serves as a practical guide to cultivating this sense of flow and serenity in your daily life.
Gentle Reminders
I often revisit my own writings and meditations as life becomes overwhelming, making it difficult to maintain a sense of peace. We need gentle reminders and practices that we can slip into during hectic moments. Over the past few weeks, I’ve actively engaged with the basics of meditation, yoga, and lymphatic flow movement, aligning my mind, body, and spirit energetically to a state of calm amid the chaos. From this still point, I aim for my work to feel deeper, more genuine, and authentic.
Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.comWork Week Flow
I am on an inviting journey that embraces the comforting essence of Sunday softening. For many, including me, Sunday is that cherished interlude before the hustle of the workweek kicks in. It’s a day infused with serenity and anticipation. While meditation and writing ignite my creative spirit, I work full-time as a professional in chemistry and geology. This unique mix allows me to relish my Sundays as the slow day before diving back into a more technical workflow. This path not only enriches my experience but also offers you a touch of softness and warmth as you prepare to face the new week ahead.
Sunday Softening
Sunday softening invites you to take a moment to feel your breath and your body, actively noticing tension and where emotions reside in your body, and allowing for a gentle release. As you breathe in deeply, envision the air filling your lungs and nurturing your spirit, while you exhale, let go of the burdens of the week behind you. It serves as a small reminder of who you are beneath the labels, revealing the essence of your true self, which gets overlooked in the busyness of life. In this sacred time, allow yourself to reconnect with your inner being, appreciating the stillness and presence that is always available to you. Recognize that you can return to this mindful space at any moment, embracing the peace and grounding it offers, cultivating a sense of calm that can guide you through the challenges ahead.
These posts will be shared each Sunday on Instagram, Facebook, and right here. I warmly invite you to share your word in the comments, and together, we can create a safe space to hold those thoughts.
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🌙 Goodbye & Forgiveness
✦ I am sorry
for speaking in anger,
for sharing what was private,
for letting hurt spill into the world.✦ You were kind and loving
as best you could be.
I see that now,
and I am grateful.✦ I let myself be consumed
by bitterness and shadows.
The past is gone.
We all move on.✦ This is the end.
No turning back.
No more apologies,
no more regrets.✦ The path is forward —
toward healing,
toward love,
toward light.✦ Love is not about clinging,
but about knowing when to let go.✦ I am grateful for what was,
and free for what will be.#Poetry #HealingJourney #Forgiveness #LettingGo #Bittersweet #FediversePoets
Ho'oponopono Healing
✨ I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you. I love you. ✨ -
Master the Art of Letting Go Today #Stoicism #LettingGo #InnerPeace #StoicWisdom #Mindfulness #SelfGrowth ⏩ https://tinyurl.com/4fmxczcx
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Outgrowing Relationships Is a Natural Part of Life's Evolution, and It's Okay to Move Forward Without Them. #LettingGo #SelfGrowth #EmbracingChange
