I hung up my priestly things and came home after a week's retreat.
Inside the door, I said my hellos, reached into the closet and put on my practice robe.
I said, "This is no reflection on you, but this is what I must do."
He said, "I know. So I did a little bit and then left the rest for you."
I sorted the laundry to calm the eye.
Ran the vacuum to clear the mind.
Mopped the kitchen free of stubborn stickiness.
Freshened the fish tank. Changed the towels. Emptied the trash.
Tomorrow I think I'll clean out the rain gutters.
I know my place.
I know the way.
I am home and happy.
Having the good life is simple when you practice the one you have.
Re-entry
11 hours ago
11 comments:
I am another yourself. Thank you for the real life, sacred life, simple life posts that feel like heart and home.
With much love and gratitude, Gabriela Masala
Here's to celebrating the life I have, exactly as it is. Right here. Right now. Perfect.
Happy new year.
savoring and it tastes yummy!
Indeed, sister. I also think that a good life is a simple life, especially these days. Beauty in the mundane.
I really like your blog. I came via Mama-Om.
Again .. expressed perfectly .. "Having the good life is simple when you practice the one you have" .. says it all, but how we forget. Thanks again for the reminder.
You know I invariably think of you when I'm folding the laundry on Sunday night :)
I read every post you make, as I've signed up for emailed notifications. And I like them all, but this one...this one made me smile with my heart!
Thank you--
Beth,
You are the only reason I do this. Now my heart is smiing too.
K.
I must agree with Jena...random folds of laundry bring thoughts of you and the beauty you've shared. Thank you.
Thank for this post. I just finished a sesshin myself, and I can't believe how happy I am by just washing dishes.
Happy New Year!
Els.
Making the mundane sublime is the essense of truly living and loving life. The hum of my vacuum will be the gong calling me to meditation.
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