A poem about non-striving
You usually find with Mindfulness Teachers that they have some kind of history of non-mindfulness, of anxiety, of struggle, of people-pleasing and perfectionism. I am no exception. It was a relief to me when some of the teachers I respected the most talked of their past struggles and sometimes things that revisit them. Only now there is more awareness. There is also a kinder voice which can emerge when the inner critic pops up.
I recently have been through some challenging times of working with some old habits, some awareness of striving and perfectionism. It turns out that running your own business can be challenging!
I reflect back and see how I didn’t look after myself in the way I would normally. Not only with my self-talk but also in the way I nourish myself in terms of things like music, friends & walking in nature. As a teacher, I talk about these nourishing things as not optional extras in life but as things that ‘keep us well’.
Finally, I woke up and realised what was going on.
But out of dark places, light can emerge. It reminds me of the Japanese art of repairing vases with liquid gold: ‘Kintsugi’. That life can be unpredictable and messy but we can embrace it, grow from it and celebrate what makes us unique.
I spontaneously wrote a poem during this time, one that is an encouragement to embrace non-striving called ‘moment by moment’ below. Now, I’m not saying that everything is fixed, but it’s something I’m working on – something I’m aware of. Mindfulness is a practice, one that acknowledges our capacity to build a different path and to gently keep working on ourselves each day.
I hope you enjoy the read and would welcome any comments.
Moment by moment
Why push so hard
Why keep your head down
Why sprint when you can run or jog
There is a world out there calling for your attention
Moments longing to be loved
Tasks longing to be attended to
Skies longing to be gazed at
Leaves yearning to be crunched
This openness allows the world in
There for the taking
Moment by moment
And breath by breath
If you like poetry, I’ll refer you to the fantastic Black Monster poem written by one of our previous course participants.