Posts Tagged ‘Listening’

I have had a number of conversations recently about time and eating, time and food preparation, time and taking care of ones self.  It does take time.  I can’t be more honest.  I do get up early and I do spend time making juice, preparing a lunch, putting my shoes and shorts in a bag and thinking about dinner so that I can go for a run after work and not be overwhelmed by wondering what we will eat when we get home.  I have been putting this time into my routine for seven months now so I don’t really think about it.  Except for those days when I get rushed, it feels like I have left something out by not taking this time at the start of my day. 

Writing takes time.  Reading takes time.  Relationships take time.  Healing from hurts and disappointments takes time.  It does take time.  That should be my mantra – not just do it, but just take the time.

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“I say, Pooh, why aren’t you busy?” I said.
“Because it’s a nice day!” said Pooh.
“Yes, but….”
“Why ruin it?” he said.
“But you could be doing something important!” I said.
“I am!” said Pooh.
“Oh doing what?”
“Listening!” he said, “listening to the birds and that squirrel over there!”
“What are they saying?” I asked.
“That it’s a nice day!” said Pooh.
“But you know that already!” I said.
“Yes, but it’s always good to hear that somebody else thinks so too!” he replied.
Benjamin Hoff [1982] ‘The Tao of Pooh’

I feel very much like Pooh today.  It was such a lovely day, I didn’t want to ruin it by doing, doing, doing.  But of course it was a work day.  I managed to muddle through and my reward was a nice run on the trail.  It was colder out today so I had the path to myself.  As I ran I noticed an eagle in one of the trees, some small birds in the bush, and evidence that the beaver family had been at work.  The water in the slough flowed gently, the sign of not enough rain and melting snow.  And the cherry trees are full of pink flowers.  All of nature was in agreement, it was a very nice day.

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Today I tried to listen to that churning, anxiousness that has been following me around for the last few weeks

I don’t have an answer but listening has helped me settle – brought a calming, quiet to my afternoon.

one simple word – one important act

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A few years ago I went to my first prayer retreat.  There was a labyrinth and during one of the reflection times, I walked the path, reciting a prayer we had been given, allowing for that listening that can only happen when we make space for silence.   What is lacking in my prayer life is the time for listening, the space, the silence when I wait to hear God’s direction.

Tonight, as I begin to think about the week ahead, I am thinking also of making space for those moments of silence, to quietly walk the path of listening.

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waiting 1I have been meeting with parents this month.  I wanted to check in and see how things are going, to make a space for questions to be asked and ideas to be shared.  To listen.  One concern that has come up in every group is the lack of information that children share with parents at the end of their school day.  This is not new.  I try to write about it at the start of each school year in my monthly newsletter.  There is so much that is new, so much going on each day, and young children haven’t learned to compartmentalize those details that parents want to hear.  One mom commented that the more questions she asked, the more resistent her child became to talking.  Another said her child was making things up, things that she had checked out with the teacher and found that they didn’t really happen.  It was a good conversation because I didn’t really need to give an answer.  I could see the lights going on around the table, that knowing look when parent realize their child is not “the only one” who does or does not do something.  Parents who have older children shared some helpful hints.  And of course I could share my own experience of my daughter’s comment one day after kindergarten when I was grilling her for details about her day.  She didn’t even look up as she said, “Mommy, I will tell you some stuff later.  Now I am busy.”  Well that got my attention!  But I listened, I backed off a bit, and in her time, the details would come.  I also got better at asking questions 🙂

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When we listen

holesThey say that people with alzheimer’s have holes in the structure of their brain – holes where memories used to reside.  I have noticed that mom seems to have those holes in her memory.  Sometimes she just stops, unable to recall what she is supposed to do, not just forgetting why she came into the room but what she used to do in that room.  She says it is like falling into a dark place.  I just listened, there was nothing I could say.  And she talked about how she would become anxious because she didn’t know what to do.  She said it helps if she can be alone for a minute, to sit down and take a deep breath.  If she can be patient with herself.  It must be scary I said.  And she said, yes it is. 

I never thought of my mom being scared.  But, she said, it is so important that I can tell you this.  And I am so glad that she did.

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One little word Wednesday


it is so quiet this morning

a bit of rain on the deck

a few gulls over the water

coffee brewing


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do you take care of yourselfIn January, I picked the word Listen for my word of the year.  I haven’t paid much attention to this practice of One Little Word (inspired by Ali Edwards)  for months but today seems like a good take to take up the practice once again.
I am trying to listen to that voice that says take care of yourself.  So this morning, I decided that something as simple as using a pretty cup for my morning yogurt would be a place to begin.  And I wondered, why don’t we take the time to make a simple breakfast look inviting?  We would do it for a guest.  Just a thought . . . .

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