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by Amy Caldwell

What if we make a conscious choice to consider all that we do as equally sacred? 

Whether we are doing the dishes or meditating, practicing yoga or driving, listening or speaking, working or resting…

Is it possible to live in such a way that all of our doing is an expression of being sacred?

As someone who is at times challenged by the volume and repetition of life’s mundane responsibilities (aka adulting?!), this approach has really been helping me!

A decade or so ago, I learned of positivism, framing our responsibilities as “I get to…” This reframe helped me a little, as did “Ask for help when you need it, give help when you can.”

Eckert Tolle and others have long been advising that now is all we have, and to make this the primary focus of our lives.  

And still, how easy and familiar it is to wish the dishes were already done, the groceries shopped and cooked, and the house clean! How human of us to seek and value the “big” moments we see and post on social media. Michael and I often joke that postcards (remember those?) don’t show the bugs! 

So for me, right now, what seems to be really working is consciously reminding myself that all of life is sacred (within the realm of ethical behavior). I hope the reminder is of value to you too!

guest poem by Tiffany Brown

I realized sometime recently that I had lost this.
This ability to sit. Stand. Be. Still.
I am moving, texting, calling, playing.
Always.
I often put down the tech for the joy of real life activity but never for stillness.
Never to be bored.
Never to be unstimulated.
My free moments have been raided. Captured by the little blue f, the Clash of Clans, the internet.
My children will remember me in their childhood and it will often be the view of the top of my head as I look down at a lit screen.
I do not simply sit in the sun. Or on the porch. Or in the car.
I do not give myself time to ponder. To think.
I wonder now what we are losing when we lose this.
Because I am not alone. I am not unique.
We are all losing the art of stillness.
Of simply being.
And with this loss comes a new sense of stillness.
A new sense of connection.
And it is with our smart phone, our kindle, our tablet.
This is now our alone time.
Connected to millions.
I am not sure yet if it is better, or worse.
But I am very aware of it being different.