I love this piece of writing. I can so relate to it. Work being tiring is only always a mindset. It comes from not being present with what we do, for whatever reason. We might not like the work we are doing, we might not be doing what we want, we might not feel connected. Then we blame the work or our circumstance and feel powerless to change. I've seen the same that Lynne Twist sees. When I'm able to allow the pain and suffering in my life, I'm also given the power and connection to do something about it. On all levels.
What keeps me from allowing is my thinking mind. Believing that my reality should be different than it is leaves me powerless. I get tired, exhausted. Accepting reality exactly as it is allows me to make clear and informed decisions. I'm energized. The next step forward is totally clear. The satisfaction of doing the work I do is boundless. Joy enters life.
As a middle class white women I have faced little adversity. And in my thinking I have found that I carry the dark stories of humankind regardless. Never having faced torture I am still troubled by it. Not having lived through war I can still feel the hurt and fear of it. As I notice these thought patterns in my life, I can be with them, accept them, and inquire into their truth. I found that only when I allow the darkest corners of my mind to be what they need to be, do I have access to the height of love. Coming out of inquiry of deep fear comes such joy in life, joy in this moment, and exuberance in celebrating it, every moment.
On May 5, 2020 Stefanie Skupin wrote :
What keeps me from allowing is my thinking mind. Believing that my reality should be different than it is leaves me powerless. I get tired, exhausted. Accepting reality exactly as it is allows me to make clear and informed decisions. I'm energized. The next step forward is totally clear. The satisfaction of doing the work I do is boundless. Joy enters life.
As a middle class white women I have faced little adversity. And in my thinking I have found that I carry the dark stories of humankind regardless. Never having faced torture I am still troubled by it. Not having lived through war I can still feel the hurt and fear of it. As I notice these thought patterns in my life, I can be with them, accept them, and inquire into their truth. I found that only when I allow the darkest corners of my mind to be what they need to be, do I have access to the height of love. Coming out of inquiry of deep fear comes such joy in life, joy in this moment, and exuberance in celebrating it, every moment.