The end of the day, Wuppenau, Switzerland.
Sometimes we over commit ourselves to personal growth. We think "I should do this, and this and this, and at the end of the day I am going to do that. Every single day."
I know I have more self help books on my shelf and in storage than I know what to do with. I give them away as gifts, but somehow they keep coming back…
Yesterday evening on the autumn equinox, I was walking along a small country road where I am staying for two weeks in Switzerland. The sun had set, and I could hear the sound of the cows, making music with their weighty cowbells over the hill.
I veered off the road when I saw an opening in the bordering pasture. I walked slowly, without any goal or intention, entranced by my leather boots moving through the bursting ground cover- dandelion greens and clover as thick as the fur on Benny, the farm dog where I am staying.
This soil is healthy, I think.
I feel rich and purposeful just walking through it, watching the evening dew fly off the leaves as my shoes push through the greenery.
I surprise myself with a new thought:
I am so used to doing things, practicing things, striving for things, even in a non doing, spiritual sense..but this, this is pure being.
Practicing things- yoga, meditation, self care- are fabulous ways to keep us vital and live up to our highest potential, but at the end of the day, at the end of our life, we are only going to have truly lived and enjoyed and been nourished by what was closest to our own true nature.
You know what I mean, you were cut from a certain cloth and theres nothing you can do to change the fact that you just Love thunderstorms, or gardening, or designing your own clothes, playing music with friends or cooking the perfect eggs benedict.
For me right now, its being in nature, doing nothing. Absolute bliss.
I think when we acknowledge the things we truly love through the lens of personal transformation and meeting our highest potential, they can carry us farther than somebody else’s idea or theory of spiritual practice or self help ever could.
Be at home with what you truly love, and don't underestimate its evolutionary power to transform you.
What do you love that is in your true nature? How can you water it with intention and care so that it becomes your personal vehicle for transformation and joy?
Leave me a comment, I'd love to hear from you.
Love,
Anja