Yesterday I spent the day outside in the light and warmth – listening to the birds and breathing fresh air. While I was in the garden, walking wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of wood chips from the large pile out in the front yard to the walkways in and around the garden out back, I found myself repeating a mantra to myself. As there is so much that is not within my control right now, my mind moved to all of the things of which I am in charge and do control.
I am in charge of the food I choose to eat. I am responsible for how I move my body each day. I can choose to be outside no matter what the weather. I am the one who chooses what I buy or don’t buy. I am the one who is in charge of how I treat my family, the kindnesses I offer others, the way I greet my fellow humans. I can choose to wait before I speak. I choose grace. I choose intention. I choose surrender.
The word surrender has a connection to the phrase, “I quit”. But that’s not what I mean. I surrender to the things I cannot change. I surrender to peace – in my mind and in my space. I surrender to something greater than myself.
And I felt better. And continued to walk the heavy wheelbarrow of wood chips to the garden – creating new pathways and adding a layer of freshness to the already worn paths. And I felt better.
safe, calm, kind