Choosing Gratitude: From Boring Chores, Wisdom Soars
Today was a great day. Not because anything particularly great happened, but because I chose this day to be good. I chose to be conscious of my thought patterns and my actions.
Today I manifested my divine femininity. So often lost in logic and thought, I tend to forget to just be. I repeatedly spend so much time worrying about past and future events that I lose my innate creative abilities to my editorial and analytical mind.
Today I recognized that for most of my past, I had chosen to emanate my feminine self externally without nurturing my inner creatrix.
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Instead, I’d nurtured the current outdated societal ideals of feminine divine: mystery, allure, sexual appeal. I wore dresses, chemical perfumes and too-high-heels without any purpose other than to be noticed and feel valued.
I competed with others instead of raising them up.
I have been working on changing this duality of self, balancing my masculine and feminine in order to become the healthiest and happiest me I can be. I want to capture the clarity of strength and outward manifestive energy that is so archetypally male while nurturing the soft yet powerful inner manifestive creation that is so archetypally female.
I woke up with the morning light and practiced yoga alongside a two hour talk by Eckhart Tolle. I followed my breath and sipped hot cup of yerba mate, warming myself from the inside out. Waking up my muscles and my consciousness together, letting my mind just be, allowing thoughts to slide in and out of my awareness without giving them attention.
After this yin inner connection, I worked on making something that speaks to my soul. Like the goddess Brigid, I enjoy crafting material goods, particularly jewelry. I started the crafting of another wooden necklace, which I will share with you all once I finish.
Once I had returned to the yurt from the woodshop, I sought some outward movement: a yang to my yin. I moved from meaningful art to useful work.
I split and hauled wood to fill our woodshed and warm our little dome home.
I felt strong, using the maul instead of the mechanical splitter after getting a nod from my dad acknowledging my ability.
Feeling the power of my body and the strength in my muscles as I worked, time passed quickly. I chopped wood and carted wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow through the sunny field down to the yurt.
Arms laden with the sweet smelling maple, I danced and smiled as I kept pace stacking wood with the music in my earbuds. I breathed deep as I split and carried the heavy loads, appreciating the ability my body provides.
After cleaning up and feeding myself, I decided that the next tasks should nurture my heart and my mind.
I called my love and talked with him for over an hour, warming my heart and easing my soul.
Once my soul was steeped in sweetness, I sat down and meditated on the divine feminine. I sent reiki to my womb-space and felt grateful for the many methods of manifestation I have access to in this life.
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Now, I am here.
I sit beside the hot stove, I’ve turned the fan towards me to feel the warm breeze on my cheek and allow dreams of summertime to float through my mind.
All in all, this was just another day.
I could have been sad that I had to spend my day doing ‘chores’ instead of enjoying the sun or making money.
I could have felt lonely knowing I am only halfway through this month without my honeybee.
But, I chose to be grateful and strong instead.
I chose positivity and appreciative thought patterns. I chose to limit my connection to stress-inducing social media and news sources.
Today was a good day, and tomorrow will be a good day—because I will experience it so.
I will not give storylines to arbitrary happenings around me, rather I will accept them as they are and work with what I have at hand.
For today, for tomorrow, for all the days that come: I use my personal power of manifesting my best reality to make my dreams my plans.
“The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.” –Carlos Castaneda
Till next time, my friends,
be sweet, stay strong
@coyoteom
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Very powerful words that should resonate with us all.
Imagine if public school's incorporated Mindfulness into every facet of the educational process. The world would be a very different place and the societal structure would probably be nurturing, rather than restrictive.
I love the incorporation of the GIF you created as well. I have found the GIF to be a much better way to display graphics. You can put 20 photo's in the space of one and create video's that auto play...The perfect attention getter!
Yes! Mindfullness and connecting with intuition should be staple components of our education. We are so focused on external creation that we disregard our own incredible abilities, forgetting that we have the power to access deep knowledge and compassion.
I definitely love the use of imagery. I'm working on creating posts that allow for a more holistic appreciation instead of linear engagement. Maybe today i can make a post based around imagery/sound instead of alphabetic comprehension 👏
YES!!! I have been a person all my life who, being taught by my parents, to help others. When I worked in an office years ago, there was a woman who was always seeking more, more, more and would intentionally hurt people to better her own career.
Thats some intense competitive spirit 😢 it's astonishing how deep competition is engrained in our society. Class ranking and athletic contests starting from very young ages. Even things such as valentines day acknowledged in elementary schools, with some students receiving tons of gifts while others go home empty handed.
Whether its popularity, smarts, athleticism, wealth, beauty-- bigger and better is the goal of many.
I never intended to hurt others in my competition for better grades or popularity, but I did lose my sense of self through squashing my individuality and molding myself to meet standards.
I overworked myself and disregarded my health in order to make grades. I shamed myself and my body for not being good enough when i should have recognized all along that we are all divine creatures who really just need supportive loving communities to help us shine.
I believe if we had more supportive communities deeply rooted in foundational consciousness and mutual understanding we might also see much less occurrence of gun violence in our world.
it sounds like a truly beautiful day! i burn maple as well, and it's indeed so delicious <3
i also love that carlos castaneda quote. i've got a book of his in my digital to-be-read list that i haven't had a chance to get to!
I think it is such a good habit to smell smoke and discern what is being burnt. It is a very useful tactic for animals in the wild, and we should harness our many sensory skills similarly to stay adaptable and aware of our environment.
Castaneda definitely has some interesting things to share, but don't we all? ;)
I look forward to reading more of his work as I move along my journey.
walking around and immersing yourself in nature sounds & smells is so rejuvenating! i think it's one of those things where you feel challenge to discern the many, MANY pieces of everything around you, and it perks you up. the smells of the leaves decomposing, the wood burning, the birds singing, the chipmunks chattering - it's amazing!
I love how you flipped an ordinary day into something so filled with positivity! And funny - you've manage to make me long for the days of stacking and hauling wood, LOL! You're right - I had moments of "Feeling the power of my body and the strength in my muscles as I worked, time passed quickly" and it's an amazing feeling. Thanks for the reminder that I should do something similar myself. * hugs*
Yes! My mama tells me a lot that she is reminded of her own power and beauty when she sees me working hard or radiating happiness. I am so often told that I look just like my mom, and she was living at this exact same spot (literally, same spot, old yurt) when she was my age.
Once I complained to her that I was super sad I didn't have a bath to use down here at the yurt, and the tub in the house is in no condition to soak in these days. She told me that the house didn't used to have water, and she would carry buckets from the river, boil them on the fire and cart them to the tub in the house just so she could take a nice hot bath.
That story reminds me that it really is about what you want and what you are willing to do to get there!
Love to you miss traci! Thanks for engaging :)
Wow, perspective is everything, isn't it?
And how awesome that you have such a connection with your mother, and what a gift she's given you, pointing out your power and beauty. That's something that you'll carry with you no matter where you go. Brightest blessings to you and yours, @coyoteom!