“Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard

pnwsunset“In all the chaos and hurry, do not forget to notice the beauty and miracle of this world. Slow down. Notice. Observe. Be aware. Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard

This quote strikes a chord in my heart. Even deeper than my heart. It touches something in my soul that is difficult to describe. What I feel, in the pit of my belly, is a deep stirring.  My gut, asking me to pay attention.

In September, 2016 a beetle landed on my nose in Bali, while my eyes were closed. In my imagination I am transported back to that brief moment in time. The curious physical sensation of something on my nose. A tickling, a giggling, a ‘not going to open my eyes because I’m afraid of what I might see.’ She landed, rested, then flew away. Not long after she scurried across the mat towards me. “Here I am.”

While on yoga retreat at Haramara in Sayulita, Mexico in February, praying mantis showed up – literally: on my hand and on Kayce’s hat. A few days later, while sitting outside on the street at a busy restaurant on Valentine’s Day, a butterfly landed on my closed lips. Again, note to self: pay attention.prayingmantis

“Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.”

In the midst of the current political turmoil in the United States, my ‘home,’ when my mental/emotional core is rocked into states of anger, questioning, questions of: ‘what the %$&#’ the above quote cries out to me.

And so, I am nudged to practice slowing down. The noticing of the beauty in my world. In some ways I find it ‘easier’ to practice while away. But the invitation is to practice this on a daily basis: sometimes, moment by moment, wherever I find my physical self.

A piece of putting this into practice for me, is meditation in the morning. Before the busyness of the world grasps my attention. It’s an intentional slowing down, attempting to follow my breath. My mind is so busy and active, my goodness.

teaandcandleparisI stop and savor my mug of hot water with lemon and honey. Striking the match and watching the flame light my new candle, shining light into the grey, overcast, drizzly morning, I pause: gratitude for my life. Moving my physical body: this bone, muscle, organ, soul I’m graced to live in through the practice of yoga. Walks with friends, conversations, flower buds at the threshold of blooming.

What stirs your soul from the above quote? How are you being invited to practice, ‘to notice the beauty and miracle of this world?’

I also put this practice into place via SoulStrolling – stop on by and email us at: info@soulstrolling.com with your questions, curiosity about upcoming events and if you’d like to be added to our mailing list.



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