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“Each person’s life is like a mandala – a vast, limitless circle. We stand in the center of our own circle, and everything we see, hear and think forms the mandala of our life. We enter a room, and the room is our mandala. We get on the subway, and the subway car is our mandala, down to the teenager checking messages on her iPhone and the homeless man slumped in the corner. We go for a hike in the mountains, and everything as far as we can see is our mandala: the clouds, the trees, the snow on the peeks, even the rattlesnake coiled in the corner. We’re lying in a hospital bed, and the hospital is our mandala. We don’t set it up, we don’t get to choose what or who shows up in it. It is, As Chogyam Trungpa said, “the mandala that is never arranged but is always complete.” And we embrace it just as it is.

Everything that shows up in your mandala is a vehicle for your awakening. From this point of view, awakening is right at your fingertips continually. There’s not a drop of rain or a pile of dog poop that appears in your life that isn’t the manifestation of enlightened energy, that isn’t a doorway to sacred world.”
(From Pema Chodron’s newest book, Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change)

The above was posted on Pema’s Facebook wall this week.  I have her book and I highly recommend it.

Our lives are an ever unfolding, ever widening mandala – the landscape of our lives.  It’s rich, it’s all encompassing, and I wouldn’t trade a single part of it.  It’s emblazoned with all of me: my shame, fear, doubts, my hope, faith, dreams, wisdom and so much more.  It’s warm, pulsing and teeming with triumphs, crescendos, and the rawness of sadness and pain.

If you want to know the one thing I know for sure … here, in this rich, vibrant mandala of my life, nothing, not a thing at all, needs my mending.

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“And for this year, my wish for each of us is small and very simple.

And it’s this:

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.” ~Neil Gaiman

Are you all in with life?  You see, the only thing that really stops us from taking risks, being all in, and making mistakes, is fear.  But did you know underneath that cloak of fear, is you?  It’s your courage, it’s your trust, your insight, your wisdom, and your dreams.  It’s the well you draw from, the will to overcome your greatest fears.  All those resources are there for us to tap into, just below that layer of fear.   Beyond the field of your greatest fears lies a vital, grounded, pulsing life force.  That is who you really are!

“There’s a moment when fear and dreams must collide.  Someone I am is waiting for courage.  The one I will become, will catch me.  So let me fall, I will dance so freely, holding onto no one.  You can hold me only, if you too will fall…away from all these useless fears and chains.”  Cirque du Soleil lyrics to Let Me Fall

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Inevitable Change

So funny how a few hours can change everything.  Ok, well not everything but I can go from a high of such inspiration to the lows of midnite, 2am, 4am, etc. worries and no longer any consolation in invisible grace.  How swiftly I can become caught up in the worries of being a mother and worst case scenarios.  And then this morning a tree that is awash in deep pink blossoms can make me cry because, for a moment, I remember invisible grace now made visible.  How hope does spring eternal and how spring always comes ’round again.

And then just as easily back in worry, fear and sitting right by my computer my eye catches the print out of “she let go…” which I shared here a few weeks ago.  And for another moment, I am again lost in equal parts of the stillness in letting go and the exquisite heart break of spring upon me once again.

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How many ways can we open our hearts today?  Here is one way:

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

~Leonard Cohen~

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So this is it.  You missed the memo somehow.  The one that came with that elusive owner’s manual for This Being Human.  And now it seems there was a quota of thoughts you were given.  You are down to your last thought.  What shall it be?

Stop for a moment and take a deep breath and let that last thought come.  What is it?  How do you feel as you are thinking it?  Do you want to jump for joy?  Do you feel like sinking down into that thought?  Did your shoulders relax?  Did you breathe a little more freely?  However it felt in the body, remember it and then let it go.

This is the moment, the alpha and omega.  It’s a do over for your life, starting now.  Whatever that last thought was: now begin there and go forward carrying with you the memory of how it felt.  Remembering now that the thoughts you give yourself to are precious just like you, choose the ones that support and uplift you.  Choose the ones that sustain a warm and inviting self-rapport.  Practice this and your outer world will rise to meet your inner world.

What was my last thought?  Very simply – thank you.  How did it feel?  It felt as if a burst of energy surged through my body and I wanted to rush out the door and greet everything with those two words: thank you!  Now, this is where I begin.  And to my readers – thank *you* all so much.

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