What Makes Your Mind Go Quiet?

Mist and Color

Before bed last night, Eric invited me to watch a segment of a TV show which documented how Mountain Lions (aka Pumas, Cougars) live in and around human populations quite well.  One surprising location is the Santa Monica Mountains in the middle of Los Angeles.  The big cats manage to cover a large territory and remain invisible — most of the time! 

But the backyard surveillance cameras of hillside homes, as well as cameras placed in the cats’ habitat by researchers, do catch some amazing shots of wild visitors.  In addition to Mountain Lions, the cameras captured great images of Coyotes, Foxes and even Bears!  My favorite was a mother Mountain Lion who plopped herself right down in front of a camera to nurse her two cubs.

As I slipped under the covers for a heavenly night of rest, I guess I had animals on my mind.  And when I watch a show about animals or pet my cat or dog, I notice my mind calms.  The same slow-down effect happens for me around elephants or giraffes (so big, so awesome) or while swimming with dolphins in Florida (playful and fun).

So, last night I had a vivid dream, and in the dream, around an animal, my mind went still!  I was standing outdoors, and noticed the unmistakable sound of a hummingbird hovering.  I turned to see where he was, and when I found him, he came closer.  Much to my surprise, he landed on my right arm, which I had raised to brush the hair out of my face.  Where he perched was near my wrist (close to my face!) and I was so thrilled to see him so clearly and intimately.  I think I held my breath at first, but he appeared to be quite at home sitting there on my arm, as if to say, “Hey, no big deal.  I do this sort of thing every day.  I’m used to it!”  I relaxed.  His feathers were bright — some were neon — and they did not lay flat.  He was clearly dressed more for self-expression than for perfect aerodynamics!  He looked pretty wild and fun!   

But the most unusual thing about this bird was that his eyes were large for his tiny body and when I peered at him, he blinked and looked right back, and my mind stopped.  I remember that feeling so clearly.  We looked at each other for quite a while, just being together in the moment.  It was wonder-ful, as in “full of wonder…”

When it comes to slowing the mind, what practices take you out of your head?  Racquetball?  Running?  Meditation?  Singing?  Walking in nature?

Writing is another practice that, for some people, stops mind chatter.  For me it does.  Hours go by and I have to set a timer to remind myself to get up and walk around.  Next week, I’ll give you an update on the book I’m writing about Relationships! 

In the meantime, imagine a big-eyed hummingbird perched on your finger, and have a little meditation with him.  Or something – or nothing!  However you do it, take time to think about nothing today. 

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    shiner

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    What an amazing dream!

    Being outside at different times, spectacular sunset or sunrise, watching a bird, bright moonlight allowing me to walk the garden late at night, all times of being so present there were no thoughts.

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      Terri Crosby

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      You’re quite the outdoor person when it comes to quieting the mind! Love and hugs!

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Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

Rippling Abs, Anyone?

During this strange time in history, I noticed y’all were tackling all sorts of interesting projects. I decided I needed one, too—something positive to remember the pandemic of 2020 by.
 
I decided to pay attention to something I had abandoned…
 
Nope, I’m not cleaning my garage. I am not organizing one single thing. I’m not planting a garden or cleaning up my yard.
 
Instead, I decided to take care of myself better. This, folks, has made all the difference for me.
 
With relatively little time and effort on my part, I feel so much better than I did a month ago.
 
On March 30, I got on the exercise bike and the yoga mat for the first time in a long time, and did 30 minutes each. I liked it so much that I decided to do it every day. But I fell short of that, and changed my commitment to every other day, which felt more manageable, reasonable, and doable.
 
I also get off the bike after every song, take a couple of sips of water, shake out my legs and arms for a few seconds, and get back on. This makes the bike project a reasonable proposition, too.
 
Daily walks of any length—by myself, or with my little guy, Jackson—are a fresh air bonus.
 
My recumbent exercise bike has pulleys to work my upper body while I pedal, which gets my heart rate up fast, and also helps my whole-body strength. It feels good to get up from writing, or doing a consulting session with a client, to do something physically challenging while listening to good music.
 
After only a month, I feel a sheet of muscles on the front of me I haven’t felt for a very, very long time. Goodness gracious. Who knew they were there. I’ll be posting rippling ab photos soon, I’m sure.
 
I have no idea what the scales have to say about my bike/yoga project—I don’t care. Paying attention to scales tends to send me sideways, and therefore, I’m ignoring them completely.
 
But—I LOVE the way I feel! Hang in there, everyone.
 

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Sometimes we ask intimate partners to do for us what is actually ours to do.

We ask our partner to give us the reassurance, love or appreciation we feel is missing in ourselves, with the hope that they will give us what we’re asking for—and then we’ll feel better. They’ll take care of our problem.

But when they do give us what we’re asking for, it can never be enough, because we have insufficient context for what they’ve given. We haven’t build the inner foundation to receive it, hear it, welcome it, believe it. They try to help, but their love for us falls into our void, our black hole, our love bucket with no bottom.

As always, there’s hope. Check out the video below.

Terri Crosby. http://www.incareofrelationships.com/.

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

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