“What I call “doing the dishes” is the practice of loving the task in front of you. Your inner voice guides you all day long to do simple things such as brush your teeth, drive to work, call your friend, or do the dishes. Even though it’s just another story, it’s a very short story, and when you follow the direction of the voice, the story ends. We are really alive when we live as simply as that—open, waiting, trusting, and loving to do what appears in front of us now . . . What we need to do unfolds before us, always—doing the dishes, paying the bills, picking up the children’s socks, brushing our teeth. We never receive more than we can handle, and there is always just one thing to do. Whether you have ten dollars or ten million dollars, life never gets more difficult than that.”
My left brain, intellect, masculine side is still stir crazy this week. All it wants is to do do do do do. Yet the messages I’m getting from the Universe are: There’s nothing to do. There’s only being. Something wonderful is being born from this stillness. All you have to do is to sit still and allow it to come.
One would think this would be a wonderful message, something to rejoice at. Don’t we spend most of our lives wishing we had more time to relax, to be at peace? But my body and mind are just itching to be active. I’ve felt listless, uncomfortable, even lost. Why is that, I wonder? Where is the fear in just being? I don’t have any answers today. Really, I think even the questions are just my mind trying another tactic to get me to be active.
Instead, my practice today is simple: breathe, and be aware that I am breathing; eat, and be aware that I am eating; listen, and be aware that I am listening; live, and be aware that I am alive; see the world around me, enjoying it through each of my senses; don’t do anything. Namaste.
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