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Day of Rest

The universe is not short on wake-up calls. We’re just quick to hit the snooze button. ~Brené Brown

Don’t go back to sleep. Keep your heart open, even when it’s being broken. Don’t give up, or do exactly that, let go and surrender to your life as it is. Stop wishing for things to be different, resisting how things really are, let go of hope and fear and be here, now. This is all there is, this moment.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
~Rumi

Yes, you are vulnerable and you will be hurt. But, staying open and awake is also the only way to know joy and love, to be fully alive. This is the deal, this is all there is, this is it. Beautiful and brutal, tender and terrible.

Don’t go back to sleep.

Day of Rest

Today I find myself trying to maintain my awareness of impermanence without slipping into dread or despair. When we were walking the dogs this morning, Eric told me to turn around, to see where our four sets of feet walking together had left a path in the frozen grass. Our prints were so solid and clear, but I know that as soon as the sun warms this spot, they will disappear.

The change itself isn’t the problem — it’s fighting the change, fearing the change, not wanting things to be different. ~Leo Babauta

Because of the cold temperatures the past few nights, the Ash trees were rapidly dropping their leaves as they warmed in the morning sun. If you stood under one, they fell so fast it was like golden rain.

We are here to notice each thing so each thing gets noticed. ~Annie Dillard

So much about life is break your heart beautiful, but absolutely temporary. You could miss it entirely if you aren’t paying attention, or ruin it if you are holding on too tight. It’s why you have to stop, look directly and close when it’s there, and gently let it go when it goes. You have to open your heart and love what you love, forgetting completely in that moment to fear loss or anticipate grief.

To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
~ Mary Oliver