when i was about to give birth to the bean, a supervisor i was working with led a group of us in a breathing, moving mediation in which we connected with each element (earth, air, water, fire) and let that element help us with we were struggling with. the exercise was powerful and i used it to help myself prepare for birth. i asked each element to show me what i needed to learn from it in order to have the natural birth experience i wanted and i listened to the teachings that came forth. i remember it all but today i want to talk about flowing like water.
you might remember the other day i blithely stated that on monday morning i’d be cleaning my bathrooms. well, now it is monday afternoon and my bathrooms are no cleaner then they were when i wrote that post. i could let that bother me. i could get frustrated that i didn’t get done what i had told myself i could, would, should. i started being upset about it but then i decided not to be. if i can be the kind of mother who can clean the bathrooms with her kids then i can also be the kind of mother who can let go of cleaning the bathrooms if that is not what is going to happen, right?
water flows down stream with direction that is fluid and ever changing. water flows over and around the rocks and stones it encounters. water shape shifts to fit the moment. it keeps moving in the general direction it intends but it does this in an eternally changing manner. water is strong and soft. water can rage and still hold secrets of calm. this morning i asked myself to let go of my plan of cleaning upstairs but not let go of the general direction of taking care of the home and involving the bean and pea in the work. this morning i asked my self to be water like.
we didn’t scrub toilets but we did strip pee’d on bedding off the master bed and start a load of sheets and jammies. we didn’t mop the floor but we carried a piled high basket of clean laundry to our folding area and got about half of it done. the beds upstairs are unmade but the duck fat has been scrubbed out of the sink. we danced to the putamayo christmas cd about three times through. we dumped and reloaded the carton of stuffed animals about eighty times.
we are leaving our home in six days and we will be staying at my parents home in south carolina for six weeks. i haven’t even made a list. i keep telling myself i will start piles, start lists, start packing but i just haven’t done it. i do not want to feel bad about this because it only freezes me up. i want to bring on the water power and find ways to keep flowing in the direction of preparing.
this sounds both quaint and obvious but i will repeat it anyway, mother nature knows everything we need to know to live peacefully and with joy. is there something that water can help you with today? or if not water than perhaps it is air, or fire? find a quiet moment to touch in with a piece of the natural world that speaks to you and let it fill you with what you need. you don’t even need to know what you are asking for you simply have to be ready to receive the wisdom.
me, i’ll be with the water people. i’ll be practicing my flow.