day 107, this is my life

This is my life

Yes, we’ve been here before, and we are always here.

This is your life.

What do you love? Is there a way of loving more people and parts of yourself and life today?

This is my life.

How much can I savor and enjoy and spread happiness today.

This is my life?

What’s next?

Can I stay excited and enthusiastic about the possibilities of what could be next?

And we do get tired. And not so enthusiastic at times, and this is our life at these times.

To be present to tiredness: this is my life.


To be present to our breathing: this is my life.

To be present to not knowing what is coming next: this is my life.

To be present to following each breath: this is my life.

Ten fingers, ten toes, belly eyes ears nose: this is my life.

Reading this book: this is my life.

Putting down this book: this is my life.


Good.

Day Twenty: This is My Life, 2

DAY TWENTY: THIS IS MY LIFE, 2
This is my life in gravity, this is my life in…

This is my life right now.

We’ve “done” this before.

Good, we can do this again, with the results you will discover for yourself.


This moment, while you read or hear these words: This is your life. The moments on the toilet, in the shower, getting into your car, getting out of your car, “thinking” about what you are going to or “have to” do, this is your life.

The time spend worrying or arguing or regretting or planning or gossiping or talking mindlessly, or mindfully, on the phone or in the grocery store: this is your life.

At work, you are looking at a computer, talking to someone, pounding in a nail, lifting a rock, soothing a child: this is your life.

And let’s make it bigger and more concrete: as you say, over and over, “This is my life,” sense your skeleton, the five lines of it all, of you all, the legs, arms, spine thing.

Want to really know it’s your life?. Aware yourself of the sound coming in your ears. And light coming in your eyes.

This is our life.

Now.


It’s a big and interesting world, and as we move in it and interact, and act, and stop and start and speak and be silence and eat and walk and sit: this is our life.

Now.

Day Six: This is my Life

Looking at this beautiful bark, this is my life.


DAY SIX
This is my life. “This is my life.” This is my life.


Sometimes we have this funny idea, as if we are in some sort of rehearsal, and that later, “sometime,” our real life will start. Almost as if we are in some sort of prison, or suspended animation, and the “real thing,” is going to come along a bit later.

Or a lot later.

If we really are in prison, then we could definitely fall into this kind of thinking: when I get out of here, then I’ll start to live. And when out of prison, a person has a lot more options, and still, even in prison, that moment is that person’s life.
This moment in our life.

Right now.

Reading this book, or hearing this book, right now, this is your life.

Say it, if you would like, “This is my Life,” right now.

And as you say it, sense your arms and legs and sense your breathing, and be aware of what is in your visual field. Something out there we are pointing our eyes toward. The words on the page of this book. Notice their shape. Notice the shape of the white in between. Notice your hands holding the book. Notice what’s around as you read the book, or what’s in front of you as you listen to it.


Sensing, looking, breathing, noticing to yourself: “This is my life. Right now.”


That’s the game today, the “this is my life” game. The seeing what’s in front of us game. If we don’t like what we see, maybe we can fix it up a little, a new coat of paint, a new kind of light bulb, a bit of weeding in the garden, a walk to a nicer spot.
And if it’s somewhere we wish we weren’t, oh well: This is my life now, and sense and breathe and at least be true to the inner you in this each and every moment.

Good.

This is my life, 1

River near the house I'm staying in Gunnison, CO


DAY SEVEN: THIS IS MY LIFE, 1
This is my life in gravity, this is my life in…

This is my life right now.

This is today’s game/ exercise/ meditation/ activity. Throughout the day, say to yourself, aloud or not aloud, “This is my life.”

This moment, while you read or hear these words: This is your life. The moments on the toilet, in the shower, getting into your car, getting out of your car, “thinking” about what you are going to or “have to” do, this is your life.

The time spend worrying or arguing or regretting or planning or gossiping or talking mindlessly, or mindfully, on the phone or in the grocery store: this is your life.

At work, you are looking at a computer, talking to someone, pounding in a nail, lifting a rock, soothing a child: this is your life.

And let’s make it bigger and more concrete: as you say, over and over, “This is my life,” sense your skeleton, especially arms and legs and spine, in gravity. And sense your breathing in air. And notice sounds coming in your ears. And light coming in your eyes.

This is our life.

Now.

What is the tone of it, as we say this each time? Shock? Delight? Horror? Gratitude? Fear? Anger?

Those feelings are an indication of something, of a lot.

Don’t analyze them during the day but you might want to journal a bit about your discoveries as you go through the day saying, “This is my life.”

Good.