The first pages in the Course of Miracles quotes, “Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.” Here in lies the Peace. In this realization is a deep peace of knowing—who you are in your essence— one with the universe. There is something beyond this – I am part of that. For me personally, it has been transformational and challenging to be in quarantine and remain positive and upbeat along with the feelings of despair. My days are full of discovery and learning. There are times of extreme quiet as I walk outside and other times when there is a lot of activity. Personally, I like the quiet. Silence speaks loudly and clearly.
This column is meant to encourage you to be healthy and happy. Some days, it can be difficult to write about good health with everything going on in these desperate times. Today, I will do my best to offer you what works well in my life. For one thing, I am perfectly imperfect. There are light and dark moments. For the most part, I choose to feel the light. When I feel heavy in thoughts, I take a few moments to rest, then I am ready to do what I need to do.
Movement of the body is one of the most beneficial practices for the mind. I imagine there are many people struggling with the mental aspect of isolation. I encourage you to move your body and connect to your breath by deepening and feeling it move through your entire being. Part of a self-care practice is to find what nourishes your body and mind. Breathe in, I am healthy, breathe out, I am strong. Believe, trust, and be with the force from within.
Eating healthy is what makes our bodies and minds feel good. I choose to eat a lot of organic vegetables when I can buy them. Being in quarantine, I was gifted a beautiful recipe by my good friend, Marie, called Immunity Soup. Once a week, I make it for my family, and it’s gone in two days. For the record, my family never liked my homemade soups in the past.
This one is a delicious soup made with root veggies, garlic, ginger, chicken or tofu, etc. While preparing the soup, I truly put of all my attention and love into the art of cooking. It has made all the difference. We are blessed to have good food to feed to family.
Although we may be more physically separated than we would prefer, our connectedness has never been more apparent. We can lean into the “known,” that we are held and supported by the sky, the earth, each other, and most importantly by our highest most loving selves.
HOW I GO TO THE WOODS
“Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone, I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeks, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have every gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much.” - Mary Oliver
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