Folding laundry is my least favorite domestic chore. I usually call a friend while I fold and put everything away or listen to a podcast — anything to distract me from the task at hand.
Today I took a different approach. I decided to be present for the experience. As I lifted each item of laundry out of the basket, I felt the texture and the heat of each piece. I was aware of how jeans hold heat more intensely than a sock. I noticed how washcloths are rough, and napkins are smooth. And the smell of fresh laundry is a delight.
Instead of being a “chore” it was a joy-filled experience. Now, to take that presence into other areas of my life.
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I was journaling this morning and asking my Spirit Guide Mother why I got sucked back into a place of longing and despair. I was doing so well and then before I knew it I was lost. Here is a poem I wrote about that journey.
Mother responded in this way:
You are never alone yet you see it not. You are so easily distracted by the illusions of this world. It is all fantasy. Every bit of it.
What is real then, I ask?
When you dwell in your heart you can see through the veil of illusion covering your eyes.
Can we transcend illusion during our lifetime?
By listening with your heart.
By seeing with your heart.
By breathing from your heart.
By acting from your heart.
Illusion will always be a veil covering your world. It is up to you to choose to move the veil aside and live from a place of inspired vision.
Mother is right. I haven’t been living from my heart lately. I’ve been so distracted by what I don’t have in my life right now that I had forgotten about the things that I do have. I had forgotten all the things that bring me joy. Choosing joy over pain seems like such a simple thing . . .
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it crept upon me unawares
this longing for you
i was doing so well
could see the shore
in the distance
in its wake
before i knew. . .
i was drowning
so preoccupied with
that i lost my joy
lost my self
Descending through shadows
Doubt lead her astray
Courage lit the way
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