I'm doing the dishes.
My head's rambling on about how it's all wrong, and I'll never amount to anything, about the mistakes I've made or why didn't I do this that or the other, etc etc.
And then, suddenly I stop (if it is ME doing the stopping). Suddenly it stops and I am able to direct my awareness to my body.
And all is well. No pain, at the moment. (-:
No discomfort, just a body, breath, belly, arms moving flowing, standing, doing dishes...and everything is fine...yes, absolutely fine. And there's nothing wrong in this moment.
Only the story line, that comes back, every now and again.
It's a wow kind of moment but without bells ringing and lights and firecrackers. No orchestra playing.
Just pure contentment. Suddenly something's clicked.
As Byron Katie puts it: "Who would you be without your story? "
Today I felt it.
Wow, Yael. What a powerful experience...and post! I always crack up when I am washing the dishes and I look at my hands and wonder who in the hell they belong to! You know what I mean?
ReplyDeleteDear Julie!
ReplyDeleteYes! I totally have that experience sometimes...is it because it's something we do every day? maybe it allows the observer more space to be?
Thanks for the comment and RT!Love