Schedules have cleared. The house is free of Christmas decor. Presents have been unwrapped and put away. What’s left is the stillness and the silence of a year coming to a close. It is important to reflect on the past year and contemplate the one on the horizon. On the surface, much has changed, but at the core, all is the same. Love lives on, now, as it did a year ago.
We’ve experienced challenges and growth, opportunities and joy. School, sports, driving, homecoming dances, and break ups, have brought us together as a family. None of it has been easy, only necessary to learn how to maneuver our way through life. So many firsts, for teens and their parents, during these tumultuous years.
On the last Sunday of the year, I sit, while they sleep in their beds, resting from the constant distractions and drama that smart phones bring. In this moment, I breathe. I exhale that which no longer serves me and inhale that which brings me peace. I welcome the experiences of 2019, with an open heart. Knowing I have the awakened understanding of what it takes to care and comfort myself and those I love.
Susan J. McFarland
December 30, 2018
Mid December is here, Christmas fast approaching. The rush of present buying and birthday celebrations has passed, at least for me. Accomplishing December’s requirements in the first few weeks, makes us feel the hustle of the season. Then, the transition starts. Speeding into December with unheralded abandon, we switch gears to slowness and serenity, or at least that is the goal.
It’s not easy, to change direction. Momentum pushes us forward on the chosen path. It takes intention and a conscious effort to stop the machine. Holidays and vacations offer this gift. Forced alteration from the current path, brings a focus and renewal from any situation. Sometimes we just need to stop. Breathe. Look around and see where we are actually heading. Is this where we want to go? Is this the best way to get there? Life offers unlimited distractions. Are they providing us with growth toward our goal or do they give us an escape from our current status? There is nothing wrong with an occasional break from reality, as long as there is a conscious intention involved.
Christmas is a time when we can get caught up in expectations without intention; our’s, other’s, or society’s. Running full speed, we loose sight of our need for slowness and serenity. Moments of peace quietly call us. Christmas reminds us that the light and love we are searching for in all are comings and goings, is actually found in the stillness of any given moment. Christmas presents us with this gift, it is up to us to unwrap it.
Susan J. McFarland
December 12, 2018
Dreaming last night, I found myself ready to perform a skit, as part of a team. I couldn’t remember my lines. I was worried, because we hadn’t practiced enough. I was lost, late, and without shoes. A metaphor for an unscripted and an ungrounded life awoke.
Isn’t that what life is? We want it to be different. We want it to be something it’s not. In reality, there is no script or rehearsal. We often appear lost within it. Showing up behind schedule and not prepared, leaves us unsettled. Yet, this is how it is meant to be.
After Thanksgiving break, we have a snow day. I don’t need or want a snow day. That was not the scripted plan. I had the plan, or so I thought. This belief keeps my mind calm, but this is not the truth. Learning to sit and be still in an unscripted world and wait for the scene to develop organically, is one of the hardest lessons for me to learn.
Yoga is helping me to be in this unknown space. Showing up for class, not knowing the routine or even the teacher, leaves me a chance to practice the first step in letting go of my need to know. As a wait and listen for instruction, I slowly process the guidance and move to the rhythm of my breath. When I need to stop, rest, or hydrate, I do. When I’m ready to begin again, I join in. My script, develops at its own pace, in its own way, depending on my energy of the day. That is enough.
Taking this message from my dream, as I sit and gaze upon the snow covered woods, I wait. The day unfolding, slowly, not as planned, but as needed. Trusting that the Universe knows what is best, I relinquish the role I anticipated playing. Neither lost or late, only being where I am, shoes or no shoes, it’s all good.
Susan J. McFarland
November 26, 2018