I caught a glimpse of an idea for today’s post but weariness blurred it. It’s the good kind of weariness. The kind that leaves you sore and tired, but happy. Do you know the feeling?
My brain is rather empty…well, partially. It’s nice because my mind is often overactive. I practice meditation and yoga to help calm it. I am doing a lot of gardening and barn work with my new caretaking job. The work seems to relax my mind almost as much as meditation, if I approach the work with a contemplative attitude. It is quite satisfying, though endless.
I think of the Tibetan Buddhist monks who create sand mandalas. They create beautiful, intricate sand designs that they destroy upon completion. It’s a ritual “symbolizing the transitory nature of material life”. I like the idea…the reminder. Impermanence is a fact of life. When I accept that fact, instead of struggling against it, I am grounded and at peace. I also experience much greater freedom.
I can count on the weeds returning and I can welcome them as reminders to practice nonattachment. I can approach my work contemplatively and enjoy more peace as I empty my mind.
