Communication with Family Members

Throat Chakra

Every word that we speak, or sound that we make, sets in motion either harmony or discord in our lives. – Laurel Elizabeth Keyes

Springtime marks new beginnings in the cycle of life. Last night I thought about all the changes happening in my family’s life. My mom is moving into an apartment and my older daughter is going into an addiction treatment center. It is so easy to get tangled into the lives of my family members.

It can be stressful trying to help my family. I want what is best for them. However, there is an element of surrender in the process. I need to “see how the cards are played.” My family members have their own lives to live. I want to protect them – and I will try my best to guide them. I need to find the balance of helping them and taking care of myself.

It is easy to try to control situations, especially with my mom who is getting older. My Buddhist teacher Bhante Sathi says we need mindfulness and compassion when we help our family members. We need to communicate with our heart – this is very important. We need to be mindful of our words.

Other important factors of mindful communication with our family members include deep listening, respect, and love. Be aware of the tone of your voice. Anodea Judith & Selene Vega in their book, “The Sevenfold Journey: Reclaiming Mind, Body & Spirit Through the Chakras” says, “The more we enter into resonance with our internal rhythms the more easily we can strike up resonance with another and have clear and profound communication. Next time you are struggling with difficult communication, pay attention to the rhythms of speech between you and your partner and see if you can develop a resonance to help the communication process.”

Resonance is the quality in a sound of being deep, full, and reverberating. It can also mean an intensification of vocal tones during articulation, as by the air cavities of the mouth and nasal passages. At the end of this blog post is a simple toning exercise that you can do to increase your resonance. (The lady in the video can let her breath out for a long time. Don’t worry. Just take another breath.)

Another part of communication is to tell the truth. This can be challenging. According to Dr. Brenda Davies, “Truth which is not simply a collection of static facts, but a living, developing, dynamic process.” It takes courage the speak the truth.

Davies continues to say, “As long as we responsibly share our own truth and are willing to hear that of other people, then there is ongoing evolution throughout the universe.

This prompts us to hold the truth lightly and with flexibility, being willing to look at new facts and concepts in order to incorporate them into our lives.”

I am a little scared to speak the truth to my mother and daughter. There is so much that I want to say, but I need to find the right time to express myself. I know that emotions bubble up and I need to be brave. I need to trust the universe and have flexibility in my mind and emotions.

Namaste, world.

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Clarity & Confidence

What I know, I know. What I do not know, I do not know. I don’t believe in anything. I don’t disbelieve in anything. I am willing to look at everything. I have clarity and confidence. – Sadhguru

Language of God


We seldom realize, for example, that our most private thoughts and emotions are not actually our own. For we think in terms of languages and images which we did not invent, but which were given to us by society. – Alan Watts

This morning when I was with one of my hospice patients, I thought, “What is the language of God?” I know that it’s not the English words that I write and speak. The language of God is the sound of my breath, the ocean waves, the song of a love bird, a baby’s cry, the sacred sound of OM, and music. The language of God is a smile, the sunset and sunrise, the mountain in the distance, loving human touch, and so many more things.

I am so grateful to relearn the language of love.

Namaste, world.

Thousand Petaled Lotus

May you have as many blessings as a thousand petaled lotus.

One of my dear hospice patients died a few days ago. She had a hard death. Watching her last days was tough. When she died, I felt relieved because she was no longer suffering. For the first time ever, I prayed that she would have as many blessings as a thousand petaled lotus.

My hospice patient whom I’ll call Sherri died from colon cancer. She was fifty years old with long, strawberry blonde hair. She was married and had three children in their teens and early twenties. She was a beautiful woman inside and out.

My last memory of Sherri is of her sitting in a kitchen chair supported by pillows. Her temples were sunken in, and her eyes were half open. As she breathed, her bony rib cage gently moved in and out. She looked like she was pregnant with a swollen belly. The tube that connected to her stomach helped reduce the fluid. Sherri sat in a chair because it was the only place that didn’t cause her pain. Later on, she died in her bed with her husband by her side.

I gave Sherri a gentle massage on her feet and legs. Her husband sat by her, holding her hand. As I massaged her feet and legs, Neil Diamond’s song, “Do I Wanna Be Yours” played in the background. Sherri’s husband began to sob during the song. I put my hands on his shoulders and told him that he’s doing an excellent job taking care of his wife.

Joan Halifax says, “Being with dying often means bearing witness to and accepting the unbearable and the unacceptable.” It was a hard death. And now when I think about her death, all I can feel is compassion. I’m glad it’s over.

Halifax continues to say in her book, Being with Dying, “We need to learn to stay with suffering without trying to change it or fix it. Only when we are able to be present for our own suffering are we able to be present for the suffering of others, and the difficulties they may encounter in dying. The practice of insight meditation, in which we watch the ebb and flow of mental activity, is a good way to cultivate this ability.” I know when my death comes, I will count on meditation to guide me.

Insight meditation or Vipassana is a Buddhist meditation that helps you concentrate and gain insight into reality. It is a state in which the mind is brought to rest, focused only on one item and not allowed to wander. During meditation, a deep calm pervades body and mind, a state of tranquility which must be experienced to be understood.

When I do insight meditation, I use a mantra (a word or sound repeated to aid concentration). Here are some mantras that I use (in-breath/out-breath with each sound): OM/SHANTI (universal sound and peace), SAT/NAM (truth and name), and LOVE/PEACE.

Someday, death will come knocking on my door. I want to be as prepared as I can be. Meditation is the key to help me create peace and acceptance as I step into the thousand petaled lotus.

Namaste, world.


Almost Dying in India!

Foothills of the Himalayas, Rishikesh, India in 2015

There are two times in my life that I thought I was going to die. The first time was after the birth of my first daughter. I had a grand mal seizure right after giving birth, and I could have bled to death. The second time was in 2015 when I was in India riding a tour bus on the foothills of the Himalayas. I want to share my story about the bus ride.

I was riding a large tour bus with my classmates to Rishikesh, India (we were on a study abroad trip to learn yoga, meditation, and Ayurveda). There were 16 students, two professors, the driver, and the assistant driver. The roads in India are dusty and narrow. I remember I sat near the window of the bus heading toward Rishikesh during nightfall. I feared for my life and for the life of my fellow travelers because the driver admitted that he has never taken a bus on this dangerous road before – plus it was getting dark, so the visibility wasn’t good.

The tall, oversized tour bus ventured onto a small, gravel mountain road with sharp turns and large potholes. Several times the bus got stuck in the deep potholes. No one in their right mind would take a huge bus on a narrow, curvy, mountain road! As the bus took ever-so-slowly sharp turns over and over again, all I saw was a cliff heading straight down. I feared one wrong move, and that bus was rolling!

I struggled to find my seat belt. It was stuck between the cushions. I found the seat belt and put it on. I prayed too. I was panicking a little – I couldn’t look out the window anymore. I threw my jacket over my head and breathed.

Now that I look back, I see that I was only thinking of myself when I put my seat belt on (at the time I didn’t think of anyone else). I should have told everyone on the bus to fasten their seat belts. I thought about this, and I realized that’s not the kind of person that I want to be – just protecting myself. If that bus rolled down the mountain – many of my fellow student’s lives could have been saved by wearing a seat belt.

My lesson is to not just think about myself! I want to protect other people. I need to be brave enough to speak up!!!

Thankfully, because of our skilled bus driver, we made it safely to Rishikesh (after two hours of torture). However, we all agreed that we would NOT ride back that way! We loaded our suitcases on the bus, hiked for almost an hour to the other side of the Ganges river, and then took rickshaws to meet our bus.

Visiting India is a lot like riding on that oversized bus on a tiny, narrow mountain road. It’s crazy! You take one step into the unknown, and you have no choice but to trust. India runs on crazy! Nothing seems to make sense, but it all works out in the end.

Namaste, world.

(Underneath the) Lovely London Sky

London 2018

When the early morning hours have come and gone. Through the misty morning showers. I greet the dawn. For when its light has hit the ground, there’s lots of treasures to be found underneath the London sky.

Though the lamps I’m turning down. Please don’t feel blue. For in this part of London town, the light shines through. Don’t believe the things you’ve read. You never know what’s up ahead – underneath the lovely London sky.

Have a pot of tea. Mend your broken cup. There’s a different point of view awaiting you. If you would just look up. I know.

Yesterday you had to borrow from your chums. Seems the promise of tomorrow never comes. But since you dream the night away, tomorrow’s here, it’s called today. So count your blessings. You’re a lucky guy. For you’re underneath the lovely London sky.

Listen. Soon the slump with disappear. It won’t be long. Sooner than you think you’ll hear some bright new song. So hold on tight to those you love. And maybe soon from up above, you’ll be blessed so keep looking high. While you’re underneath the lovely London sky. Lovely London sky. – From the movie, “Mary Poppins Returns.”



Two Sides of a Coin

Old Coins from India

Lately, I feel more comfortable in my own skin. I don’t know if it’s a side effect of getting older or if I am learning to accept things the way they are. I feel more grounded and content. One of the reasons why I think I’m content is because of my awareness and wisdom about life. I am learning to look at life objectively.

I recall one of my blog posts, “Being Anonymous.” In that post, it says, “I exist, and I do not exist. I am anonymous. Knowing that I am a transient being helps me to see that I am a visitor on this planet. Most human beings on this earth do not even know that I exist! And this is okay with me. Being anonymous creates freedom in my mind and spirit.”

I have thought deeper about the fact that I exist and I do not exist. If I do not exist, then my problems to do not exist either. It is difficult to explain this concept, but I will try. It is like two sides of a coin: one side you exist and the other side you do not exist. And you need two sides to make a coin. If you can tap into the “you do not exist” side – that is where you find freedom.

If you can expand your mind – that’s great! Most of people live in their HEAD. Pema Chodron says it’s important to have a sense of spaciousness. She says, “One way to do this is to imagine that you’re breathing into a space as vast as the sky.” She continues to say in her book, Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change, “There’s lots of room, unlimited room, enough room to accommodate anything – misery, delight, the whole gamut of human emotions.”

We are limitless, and anything is possible. If you can turn your coin around and look at your life objectively, you will see that you are as spacious as the sky.

Namaste, world.

Our Identity – Pema Chodron

Our identity, which seems so reliable, so substantial, is in fact very fluid, very dynamic. There are unlimited possibilities to what we might think, what we might feel, and how we might experience reality. We have what it takes to free ourselves from the suffering of a fixed identity and connect with the fundamental slipperiness and mystery of our being, which has no fixed identity. Your sense of yourself – who you think you are at the relative level – is a very restricted version of who you truly are. But the good news is that you can use your direct experience – who you seem to be at this very moment – as the doorway to your true nature. By fully touching this relative moment of time – the sounds you’re hearing, the smell you’re smelling, the pain or comfort you’re feeling right now – by being fully present to your experience, you contact the unlimited openness of your being. – Pema Chodron (From the book, “Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change.)

Advice to Beginners – Ellen Kort

Begin. Keep on beginning. Nibble on everything. Take a hike. Teach yourself to whistle. Lie. The older you get, the more they’ll want your stories. Make them up. Talk to stones. Short-out electric fences. Swim with the sea turtle into the moon. Learn how to die. Eat moonshine pie. Drink wild geranium tea. Run naked in the rain. Everything that happens will happen, and none of us will be safe from it. Pull up anchors. Sit close to the god of night. Lie still in a stream and breathe water. Climb to the top of the highest tree until you come to the branch where the blue heron sleeps. Eat poems for breakfast. Wear them on your forehead. Lick the mountain’s bare shoulder. Measure the color of days around your mother’s death. Put your hands over your face and listen to what they tell you. – Ellen Kort


Swim with the sea turtle into the moon