My life leaves me little time to practice (meditate) these days. I know this is a common statement – I can’t find the time, etc. (yet I found the time to make cookies – baking is the favorite among my grounding (though unfortunately more caloric) activities). However, this is one of the most crowded times I’ve know in a while – a busy busy toddler at home – writing and writing and designing on deadlines- all which are more often than not usurped by countless re-readings of a Thomas the Tank Engine book, and diaper changes and so on (yes, there are mindful parenting groups – you bet ya – we’re planning to head down to the “Tiger Club” on Sunday). With Hubby at work during the week, and a nine-year-old home from school in the afternoon – the day is over as soon as it’s begun – the house is usually VERY loud, my studio left cold and lonely, and work undone. Finding those 10 minutes seems so difficult.
Last night I found it very helpful to begin reading “The Four Foundations of Mindfulness” by Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche (CTR), my primary teacher, or my “root guru.” It is a Buddhist piece, an excerpt from a lecture given years ago at a three month long retreat called “seminary”. I needed an infusion of mindfulness, and as is so often true of the Dharma, as I read this article, it was as if CTR was standing there pointing the big flashing arrow right back in my face, saying, “too bad, find the ten minutes, go sit.”
I am preparing for my Mindful Knitting Retreat coming up next month in Vermont, and – yet another reminder – go sit.
Okay, okay, I get it. The toddler is in bed, lunch is already prepared, I guess I’ll go sit. Then, I will go knit, and I will practice Mindful Knitting, relating with the current moment as my yarn moves through my hands to create fabric – a place where there is always time to find that ten minutes, and more. I’ll probably eat some cookies too.