A few weeks ago as I pulled out of my driveway early one morning to meet my friends for breakfast at the deli, I paused to savor the beauty of this sunrise:
Mornings
I stopped long enough to snap a photo with my phone and to remember.
Here’s a note from my journal when I was in Florida:
Late afternoon sun on the golf course. 3 white birds took off from the pond. Wings flapping flying low.
Truly seeing.
And then I found this beautiful quote from one of my favorite authors:
“We find these magical moments every day—drinking our morning coffee, reading the daily paper, eating lunch with a friend, drinking a glass of wine while admiring the sunset, or saying, ‘Good night, sleep tight . . .’ at bedtime. The holy in the daily; the sacred in the single act of living. . . . A time to do the dishes. And a time to walk the dog” (Fulghum, 1995, pp. 3, 254).
Take a moment today and savor the beauty around you. Stop and look at clouds or something else that you find awe-inspiring.
This morning as I was reading a book about prayer, I was reminded that our conversations with God are just that, a conversation. Today I had the opportunity to participate in a labyrinth. This is a silent, meditative walk following a path that is somewhat circular. We were encouraged to make this contemplative walk a conversation with God. The facilitator gave us some instructions at the outset, things like: take your time, keep at least one foot in the path, you can’t get lost, and it’s not like a maze designed to confuse you. As I took this path, it was likened to a journey, either the journey of life, or a journey to the Holy Land undertaken by Jewish, and later Christian, pilgrims, perhaps to celebrate a feast or holiday or special season. It’s the week before Easter here in Pennsylvania; our labyrinth was a simple one laid out with ropes. The path winds back and forth but ultimately arrives at a center. In the center you pause before turning around to retrace your steps. As I walked and contemplated, so many metaphors became apparent and I couldn’t wait to get to a place where I could jot them down.
Here’a a picture of a Labyrinth in Chartres, France to give you a sense of the experience.
The path was at times wide, at times narrow
Sometimes the path seemed squiggly
Just as I began to wonder if I might be lost, I came to the center
There were others ahead of me and behind me on the path
Some travelers greeted me warmly, all were courteous
Some people followed the ‘rule’ of keeping one foot on the path, others did not!
There was never any doubt as to which way to go
The path is clear, clearly marked
It was a matter of taking the next step, of putting one foot in front of the other
Arriving at the center felt like arriving
But then I thought perhaps the second part is shorter, but no, it is the same distance
One travels on, listening for the voice of guidance
The path is circular (not linear)
Different parts of the path look and feel different
The path may seem familiar – as if I’ve been here before
The path may zig and zag and even appear to contain u-turns, but there are no detours, just an ever forward movement, taking you toward or away from the center, the heart
At the outset, we were given a palm frond and encouraged to place it in a vase at the center of the labyrinth giving thanks to God for His place in our life and then to take a piece of candy from a bowl as a reminder of God’s love, His sweetness. As I walked, I asked God to be near me and to help me to be aware of His presence; he immediately showed me that He had been speaking these metaphors to me throughout my journey through the labyrinth. At the moment that I wondered about the truth of not being able to get lost, I perceived that I had nearly reached the center. One dear friend whom I encountered gave me a warm smile and a reassuring touch as we passed. Most were absorbed in their own journeys. The biggest message of the labyrinth is to slow down, to enjoy the journey, to consider the journey, and to relax and not worry about the destination.
I know that it is very likely that none of these are original thoughts. Tens of thousands have experienced labyrinths before me, but the point is, they are original thoughts to me. They are my experience. And I think I have done a labyrinth before, but for whatever reason, this time my soul was ready to experience more. I encourage you to consider trying a labyrinth too. Tell me about it in the comments.
You can learn more about labyrinths online and see some cool Labyrinths around the world.
When I applied to colleges, I applied to Tulane School of Architecture, a five year program. I was accepted. My best friend was accepted to Tulane and planned to attend. I on the other hand, got waitlisted at my first choice school which was in California. When I was accepted to Oxy, I really wanted to follow the Beach Boys out to the land of surf and sun. And, so I made a choice not to go to architecture school. While I don’t regret that choice, I still love architecture and design. I had a great experience in California and my life was changed by my encounter with the living God who I found wanted to have a relationship with me. For that reason alone, I made the right choice.
But lately I’ve been reflecting on my love of architecture and design. A friend recently invited me to a workshop about the psychology of design and the importance of our experience of place. As a result, I bought and read Toby Israel’s book, Some Place Like Home: Using Design Psychology to Create Ideal Environments. My daughter got her degree in interior design and is now a practicing junior designer. The university where I work has a consultant advising us on campus master planning and giving presentations about our needs for space. The confluence of all these things has me reconsidering my lifelong interest in architecture and design as a possible career path. When I look back over my adult life, all the coffee table books that I’ve purchased have to do with residential architecture and design.
In the mid-1990s, my father served as his own general contractor to build their dream retirement home. I spent six weeks that summer visiting my parents and enjoying the close up view of the construction process. Ever since, I’ve loved to walk through houses under construction. My years working for a custom yacht builder also developed my love of interior architecture and design. In 2004, we designed a custom house for our family and hired a design-builder to help us bring this dream to life. The result was fabulous and we enjoyed living in that house.
Now we live in a marvelous custom contemporary that is one-of-a-kind. And as I pursue graduate studies, I think again about studying architecture and design. I may be a perpetual student for life!
While serenity is closely linked to home, it is not exclusively found at home. But a home contributes a great deal to one’s sense of serenity. But at the same time, serenity is something you carry with you. Hopefully, you carry it with you most places, if not everywhere. But it takes practice, patience, and fortitude to take it with you every day and every place. For the moment you leave the sanctuary of your home, your personal space, you encounter people and situations that threaten your serenity (if not your sanity!).
But your serenity must not be based on reactions or provocations, for there will always be people and situations that vex and annoy. Serenity is a mindset; In order to live in serenity, you must choose to be at peace no matter the chaos around you. This takes practice and self-reflection. You must consider what things are triggers for stress in your life, and then you must consider how you might handle those people and situations differently. How might you approach them with a different attitude?
Of course, your serenity and your stress level often are mirror images of each other. So, serenity requires finding the margin in life to rest and rejuvenate, to de-stress. While there is no way to avoid stress in life, there are ways to manage it, to overcome it, and to learn to let it affect you less. And if this is possible, why not cultivate a better life through serenity and de-stressing?
I captured this somewhat blurry image as we drove over a bridge (don’t worry, I wasn’t driving). To me it is a metaphor for life. We were traveling fast and I was trying to hang on to the last moments of our trip. The sky and weather are always interesting in this place near the ocean. I am forever trying to capture sky, water, clouds, and pretty vistas with my phone camera. I stop for photos on every walk we take. But no matter how many photos I take, I can’t stop time. I can’t even slow down the pace of life for very long.
But taking photographs is my way of trying. And of pausing to remember and of pausing to truly see. I take photographs as a way of noticing. I’m intentional about stopping to see. I want to be present in the moment. Some would argue that I should just stop and enjoy the view and not photograph it. But photographs give me something to come back to, a way to extend the memory. They give me pleasure in the remembering.
But this particular photo wasn’t taken while stopping; it was taken at high speed in the middle of life. We were on our way to the next destination. Christmas was over in a blur and we had a plane to catch. We were on to the next thing, as we so often are in life. So the photo reminds me that life can be a blur if we are not careful to slow down and enjoy.
So, I’ll keep snapping photos to try to slow my life down. What will you do?
My daughter gave me this lovely bracelet for Christmas. In addition to being good looking and fashionable, it expresses a great sentiment: “Healing comes in waves.”
Healing Comes in Waves
Such a beautiful metaphor for one who loves the ocean. Can’t you just picture the relentlessness of the waves? Some days the waves are soft and gentle, sometimes they are almost imperceptible, other days, they are crashing onto shore with ferocity. Healing is the same, it is gradual, sometimes fast, and sometimes slow. This bracelet helps me to remember to accept the healing as it comes. I can’t control the pace, but I can choose to allow it to wash over me (or crash over me). Sometimes it will knock me down, but I will rise again. Listen to the waves.
This journey of life is gradual. Our healing comes in spurts and fit, not all at once. Like waves upon the shore, healing is continual. Healing keeps coming. As I wear this bracelet, I am reminded that I am not yet finished. I will not stay standing still at this same spot. I will grow and I will heal. I will be better than I am now. And this brings me peace and serenity.
Sometimes its the little things in life that matter most. Like hot cocoa, or a sunset, or a note from someone, or a hug. Some of these things are in your control, others are not. But if you live with intentionality, and bring joy to others through small gestures, it will come back to you in beautiful ways. The key is to appreciate the little things. Not to make a mountain out of a molehill, necessarily, but to appreciate the small niceties of life. And to choose joy and gratitude. When we allow our mind to dwell on the positive things, our attitude improves and our serenity is increased.
Building this gratitude muscle makes a habit and this habit has such a big impact on your serenity. Think back over the last few days; can you think of some things you are thankful for? Why not try writing them down. Did you have an experience this week that made you feel less stressed and more serene? Write it down. Cultivate the habit of noticing and appreciating those little things.
So, here’s your challenge for today – and don’t talk about it, just do it: do something nice or thoughtful for someone today.
Leave a comment and tell me what little thing you are thankful for today.
Love this quote that was sent to me as a gift a while back. I want to inspire others to find serenity in life, to live with intention, to be present, and to become all they were created to be.
Hoping you’ll stop for a moment today and treasure a quiet moment of serenity – look at some art, watch the sunset, kiss a baby, take a deep breath of fresh air, listen to the silence around you, or close your eyes and just be still. Serenity is within your grasp every day if you choose it.
Years ago as I was coming home from a cruise sailing down Long Island sound, I was towing my dinghy in increasingly rough seas. The dinghy flipped and the rope broke. My dinghy was left floating upside down in Long Island sound as I navigated in a brisk wind. I was unable to retrieve the dinghy as I had no means of getting it aboard the boat. Luckily I was fairly close to home. After I got to my destination, I called my dad. He studied the wind and the tide and went out in his motor boat with a pretty good idea of where the dinghy should be and he found it! Together we got it aboard his motor boat and got it home.
From my dad I’ve learned lessons about life on the water and life in general. You have to know the wind and the tide. You have to understand their effect on your boat. You have to be prepared for anything. You have to learn not to panic in an emergency. You have to be willing to let go. And you have to be open to creative ideas and to dads who can rescue you. Life has wind and waves and tides and seasons – for sailors and for regular landlubbers. How you approach these daily challenges and the attitude with which you sail, have a huge affect on your well-being. From my quiet dad, I learned to approach life with serenity. Keep calm and carry on!
I have a wonderful husband; he is very committed and loving. And he gets me great Christmas presents. Like this one that is a work of art and comes in pretty packaging. This brings me joy and serenity. To have a husband who loves to buy me nice things and treat me on special occasions is a treasure. I’m thankful for 30 plus years with him by my side. I’m trying to be the soulmate and cheerleader he deserves and to return that love in many big and small ways.
I have a wonderful husband; he is very committed and loving. And he gets me great Christmas presents. Like this one that is a work of art and comes in pretty packaging. This brings me joy and serenity. To have a husband who loves to buy me nice things and treat me on special occasions is a treasure. I’m thankful for 30 plus years with him by my side. I’m trying to be the soulmate and cheerleader he deserves and to return that love in many big and small ways.