Yellow flower (that's the technical name!), taken at Home Depot on Sat.
Good morning, lovely flowers!
Ahem, yes, I am talking to you…
It's Monday.
And that means a new week…
For the focus on part, I do a self-summit each Sunday, a term I've adopted from Christine Kane, and plan out my week in advance.
For the how to be part, I adapt an idea I picked up from the excellent e-book Zen to Done by Leo Babauta of Zen Habits: I write a word or two mantra for how I want to be each day.
I see the how-to-be/mantra piece as being what I choose to open myself up to.
Sometimes I forget that I get to choose.
Right, right, I remind myself, I'm deciding how I will be in this moment.
And you get to decide, too.
This week, you could choose to open up to wonder. Or fun. Or peace. Or contentment.
There are a million choices to be made. But I suggest you choose the choice that makes your heart sing with delight.
Unless you are a sadist.
Then you could choose those drearily familiar choices of worry, pessimism, doubt, self-loathing, and negativity.
I've certainly chosen those in the past.
But they've never really served me — or made me feel very good.
So now I focus on choosing things that feel really good — and feel lin alignment with the nature of the universe.
And these are much, much better choices for me, too.
For myself this week, I am choosing to open myself up to flow.
It's the first of week of summer break with my daughter, and I'm seasoned enough as a mother to know that there is always some adjustment for both of us as we settle into a new routine.
So I am choosing flow. Flowing like a river, moving with ease and grace along the contours of this week, circling around any rocks and rippling along a current.
Flowing like a flower as it opens to bloom.