DAY 244: ON BEING DISCOMBOBULATED…..

On my ride from Great Barrington to Kripalu and back every single day, I used to pass a poster pasted to the train trestle at a cross street in Housatonic that I found really compelling. It was a red outline of Albert Einstein, holding a sign that said: “Love is really the only answer.” I know it is going to sound kind of dorky but that poster, and after a while I didn’t even have to see it, I just knew it was there, really helped me to keep going.

I had days when I found the schedule for the Certification program at Kripalu so grueling that as I whipped along Rt. 183, cursing myself for believing that a 5am wake up was absolutely necessary in my life, I would pass the train trestle in that exact spot and it would sort of slap me back into the reality of why I was doing what I was doing when I was doing it. You see, I’m really lucky because most of the time, I would say almost 90% of the time, (and I consider that number to be pretty high), I get to do exactly what I want to do and be in love with the love that I have for doing it. And here’s the real kicker, I’m usually doing and experiencing with people or in places that I really love as well.

I’m going to assume that Einstein or the artist or whatever is right on this one and I’m conducting myself authentically and accordingly. So when I’m out for dinner tonight with three out of my four children and my ex-husband and we are having a really fun and easy time, I’m not going to succumb to the sudden wave of nostalgia and tender grief that washes into my mind unexpectedly; I’m going to revel in the wisdom of the poster because it’s the love that I really love to love and, as always, it really is the only answer.

I’m often struck by the bittersweet swirliness of a life well lived and loved. Oftentimes, it is just best to be, leaving stones turned up right where they are; relishing their newly exposed underbellies, the fresh perspective;  life beckoning at a new angle. The interconnecteness of all of it will reveal itself in time, in a quiet sacred simplicity, most likely from the inside out; light-filled, joyful, replete with fun, wonder and deep deep hope.

About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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2 Responses to DAY 244: ON BEING DISCOMBOBULATED…..

  1. Raizel says:

    Powerful!!

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