Saturday
Feb062010
whispered reminders (to myself)
remember, you do not have to know everything in each moment.
you can be still.
you do not have to run ahead.
you can breathe deeply and just stay right where you are.
you choose where to let your mind reside.
you can ask for help.
you can close your eyes until you see only quiet.
it is okay to pause.
you know what to do.
yes.
you do.
give yourself permission to listen.
give yourself permission to know.
tagged notes to myself in breathe.
Reader Comments (16)
Ah, this can be so incredibly challenging when you've been sitting a while with uncertainty.
Thank you for these words today. I am going to read them to myself over and over for a while...
what a lovely reminder...
"you choose where to let your mind reside...."
mmmmm.......
love to you beautiful yOU!
xxoo
k
...beautiful words to roll about on the tongue and savour for their wisdom.
what a great reminder to start off the day with. thanks!
Your blog is beautiful. I just discovered this site, and the poem "whispered reminders (to myself)" was exactly what I needed to read in this moment. It is no coincidence I found you. Hope you'll visit my little site too lineupyourducks.com. I think our philosophies are similar. Best to you!
I hope you don't mind but I was so inspired by this that I quoted it on my blog. I also credited you. It so fits the place I am in right now so what you wrote was the starting point for my reflection. You always inspire me.
*sigh*...yes...
hi sweetness.
just popping in very quick
to say hi there
and i miss you
and your words
and how i needed to read this
right now
at this very second.
xo
what a perfectly timed reminder. thank you.
xoxo
I needed those words. put just that way. thanks liz. beautiful :-)
Yep, very nice reminders indeed--especially the first line, for me.
i really needed to read these words today dear liz.
i love your timing of things of the heart.
and
i
love you too!
c
the ever beautiful truth...i can always count on that here.
xoxx
Yes...
These words and your comment kindness steer me onward, sketching & showing. Pausing & breathing. Participating & growing. Thank YOU, my squam parking lot friend for your quietly inspirational & kindly mothering ways. :o)