I went from sunshine and temps in the 70s to cold and snow back in Kansas. I awoke to an inch of snow, and began mentally whining about it, even though I knew it would be gone in a matter of hours. Sure wish I could have stayed in the islands!
Then I opened my daily meditation book by Mark Nepo, and this was the day's reading (in part):
"If peace comes from seeing the whole, then misery stems from a loss of perspective... We begin so aware and grateful. The sun somehow hangs there in the sky. The little bird sings. The miracle of life just happens. Then we stub our toe, and in that moment of pain, the whole world is reduced to our poor little toe. Now, for a day or two, it is difficult to walk. With every step, we are reminded of our poor little toe.
"Our vigilance becomes: Which defines our day--the pinch we feel in walking on a bruised toe, or the miracle still happening? ... It is the giving over to smallness that opens us to misery. ... When we narrow our focus, the problem seems everything. ... So, when feeling miserable, we must look wider than what hurts."Quite the wisdom there. So I stopped whining and went to the YMCA and climbed into warm water and had a great swim. Life is good. Perspective broadened!
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