Removing material clutter from our one-bedroom apartment was a great start. We didn’t have it easy merging two households into one after we got married, but with focus and determination, my husband, Mark, and I have boiled most of our possessions down to two components:
- Do we need it?
- Do we love it?
If what we own doesn’t fit this criteria, we get rid of it lovingly. This is an ongoing process
Our apartment is now a sanctuary we come home to. We can relax knowing there is enough room to breathe. There is a space between our possessions.
What about the clutter of the mind?
A multitude of messages bombard my mind at any given moment. Focusing is difficult as I have become accustomed to processing input from a thousand different directions. My mind seems to have been programmed that way.
As I sat in meditation this week, I found it difficult to focus on the simple act of experiencing the air as it entered my body.
The compassionate teacher gave us a phrase to use, focusing on the three-step process of breath:
- Breathe in–OHM
- Breathe out–(WHOM)
Thought distracted me.
Everything we do has a lesson, or virtue. Even if we do it with imperfection. Perhaps that’s when we learn the greatest lesson.
My meditation fell far short of perfection.
It was a success.
I showed up and saw what I needed to see–I have a problem. I didn’t know I had one. Now, the way to a solution is cleared.
This is a gift.