I have been having a difficult time writing the “Mindful Monday” posts lately because I’m the opposite of mindful these days.
You know how the Buddhist monks talk about the swinging monkeys of the brain, and how you need to tame them? Well, my monkeys have just spotted a jungle gym inside a McDonald’s and are having a grand old time. I don’t think they will be settling down anytime soon.
Alas. I will quote from a dude who has this mindful thing mastered: Howard Thurman, who died in 1981, and was a mystic, theologian, minister, and activist. His grandmother, who raised him with his mother, was a slave and was, for him, a great example of courage and faith. Anyway, here he is on the importance of rest and our fear of it.
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What an apt phrase: “fetish of fevered action.” Someone I know once commented about feeling like a shark in her life: needing to be always moving, just to survive. There may be many pressures to feel that way, encouraged perhaps by the Web’s endless wealth of information – but “the art of being still” can nurture us in many ways.