The entire universe is within us. My answers are inside of me, and yours lie within you, too. Everything that seemingly happens externally is occurring in order to trigger something within us, to expand us and take us back to who we truly are. Anita Moorjani
This is the quote I use on my “About” page.
On January 1, 2012 I began posting a daily quote as my Facebook status. It is my contribution to this odd social interaction. I look for quotes that address issues I’m thinking about, then choose one that resonates. Some “friends” “like” the status, but I’m not sure what that means. Very few comment. I have regulars who tell me they look forward to the post, but some people continue to surprise me. Past friends from grade school, casual acquaintances from conferences, even an ex-husband.
When I found this quote, I began focusing on what was “it” triggers in me… borrowed words that follow me all day, challenging and expanding my first thoughts.
This morning, about three hours ago, I posted this quote on Facebook for the first time. I now have nine “likes” and two comments. It’s my contribution to this odd social interaction.
With this blog I expand the Facebook activity by adding my thoughts to another’s words. Some “readers” “like” the post and a few comment. Who are they? Readers responding to my “like” or comment from their post, or have come across it through searches or tags? I don’t know. I can only speak for myself.
Pay attention to how you feel: what you love, dislike, hate, enjoy. Pay attention to what grabs your heart, what interests you. Discover who you are, not who you think you should be.”
1. I enjoy spending my early mornings writing…morning pages, this blog, even my to-do list. I like to see words on a page.
2. Yesterday I went to a local college’s annual book bazaar. The gym is filled, then refilled, with tables of books that have been collected and cataloged throughout the year. A bookoholic’s dream. The genres of books I selected this year were different than last. I am different this year than last.
3. I had planned to attend a panel discussion of Vietnam Vets at a local museum where a collection of the war’s photographs were on display. I thought it could be a useful experience for the writing workshops I will be facilitating next month on Tim O’Brien’s book, The Things They Carried. But back at home the cooler temperatures were beckoning me outside and I was soon pulling up the last of the summer garden and making plans for fall plantings.
4. My high school best friend and I were then to go to a digital arts festival. Just the idea of a convention center full of technology stirs up anxiety, but I wanted to get together with Cathy so I let go of my concerns. The displays were interesting enough, but the two hours afterwards that we spent talking on the Italian restaurant’s patio were priceless.
The voices in my head are being renamed mindfulness as they coordinate with the feelings in my heart. I can do this.