PEACE

This was original written on July 12th.

I was awakened suddenly from sleep just before 5 a.m.
this morning, hearing the words:

“Let me be an instrument of thy peace.”

It was part of a dream of someone coming up the stairs
saying those words. Now, I know somewhere I have that
prayer of St. Francis of Assisi. Then, I let that search go
and just thought about those words which carried with
them a feeling of deep happiness.

Have any of you been feeling pressures of time lately?
Opportunities for what should be summertime stuff
and gatherings are not happening because of all that
“needs to get done”. Surely I am not alone in this.

I got up, washed my face, had coffee and sat here,
looking around this familiar place and all seemed well.
All seemed in place.

Isn’t this what this year of 2012 is about? Each of us
engaged in our tasks; each of us allowing others the
space for theirs. A sense of acceptance for the way
life gets accomplished, changes show up, that’s what
I saw, knowing that today will be whatever I make
of it.

I will find the whole of that prayer and it might be a
guide for the daily grind with its multi-tasking and
headlines of dubious prediction. However, for me
now, that first line will be fine. That first line carries
a world of depth and adventure right here, right now.

Its simplicity is enough. I am enough. Time is also
enough.

The sun just broke through my window! Peace, all.

always with love,
Mom/Mimi/Toni/Antoinette

“Its simplicity is enough. I am enough. Time is also enough.”

THE POWER OF QUIET TIME

I love silence. I come to a stop of doing, of planning,
and suddenly all is still. You know that place. Lately,
I have altered the tempo of my doing, and found that
it’s like all the parts of a chorale, it fits the melody with
the softness of a glove.

However, since December, ’11, I had an episode of
almost a month of a weakening virus that laid me low!
On January 3rd I was helped through this time by the
offer of a daily meditation from What I Know To Be True (WIKTBT).

It was free! Not a lot to do except sign up and it was
delivered each day to my inbox. WIKTBT is a book which will be out within a month
or two, and the authors, Lisa Jacoby & Caroline Temple,
had offered this meditation of 21 days as an introduction
to that book.

I did the whole 21 days, it fit in easily, whether early in
the morning or later after all the day’s activity. I had a
sense of the presence of others, as I listened, alone here.
Being ill, that was very reassuring. I was not lonely.

The 21 days were completed yesterday. During that time
I painted 5 Inner Portraits, was active in the community of
this place where I live, shopped, had dates, spent much
time on the computer, and read tons of books. However,
hovering in the background as I got well, was a feeling of
not being safe. Mid-way in this time, I asked my family to
conference with me on this feeling.

Also, there were days when I had to suddenly stop, cancel
all plans and just go inside. And, each day I tuned in to the
free meditation of WIKTBT. It had become an easy anchor
for me, 15 to 20 minutes each day. I gradually became aware
that a process was going on that I could no longer ignore.

The trumpets should ring out about here! Caroline’s soft
voice and measured, quiet sharing, the music almost im-
perceptible, had led me to a place inside where I knew it was
time to stop driving my car, to allow others to accompany
me out in the world, and to honor my soul’s need to relax,
let go into a new part of my life.

So, that’s it, dears. My granddaughter who had given me the
car a few years back, now has it again. I will never have to
shovel the snow off and move the car so the town can plow
the parking lot! I am quite free. WOW.

These “dailies” will now be a bit more daily. This coming
Saturday I will be at a Day Retreat with the author’s of WIKTBT.
I am so grateful for the part coming back to daily meditating
has had in my life.
Do check out WIKTBT, and see what that’s
all about.

Poetry again soon.

with love …
Mom/Mimi/Toni/Antoinette

" I come to a stop of doing, of planning, and suddenly all is still."