Beginner's Heart

Beginner's Heart


six unlikely things (before breakfast!) ~

I started this blog so I could learn about love — the Buddhist idea of it, the kind that inflects and colours every action. Dalai Lama, Desmond Tutu, Mother Teresa kind of love. Impossible love ~

Yesterday I realised: I’m getting better at it! I found myself brimming with love as I drove to the Saturday Farmer’s market. I reveled in loving my husband, still sleeping soundly in his bed behind me. But of course, that’s easy — a given. So I noticed that I love the way early morning sunlight gilds the Arkansas River as you drive beside it, down Riverside Drive. And I love that my niece got up early to keep her promise to herself to run 4 miles yesterday. But again, those aren’t hard things to love — beauty, family.

So I reached a little deeper. I love the way the guy who sells me peaches  & melons & figs is happy to see me (I’ve been buying from him since he first set up shop several years ago). I love the dogs that snuffle each other as their owners eye berries & flowers & eggs. I love how it feels to put the top down on my car, and bask in the bright sunlight that will be incandescent in only a few hours. And again, I stop, because this is all EASY. How hard is it to love people who are glad to see you? Or playful dogs??

So here it is ~ my final list of 6 impossible things to love before breakfast:

  1. A middle-aged woman in a pristine Mennonite cap, briskly discussing her blackberries for sale.
  2. A would-be dogfight between a cock-sure mixed breed and an unimpressed Golden Retriever.
  3. Snow cones I don’t buy, in flavours like espresso, and cream soda (all natural!).
  4. The fact that my sister wanted me to join her for breakfast enough that she texted me at 6:30 a.m. Like I would be up reading a text at 6:30 a.m.!
  5. How even cranky drivers don’t really matter when the top’s down and the wind is blowing (great lesson, this one!).
  6. That smiling at someone who is obviously (and audibly!) having a bad day makes you feel good, even if it does no apparent good for the still-unhappy recipient.
Now it’s your turn. Help me out here. What are the six things you loved before breakfast today? Think about it — it’s beginner’s heart in practice. And that may be number 7…:)


  • http://PeacefulProsperity.com/blog Benjamin

    Thank you for this post!

    Here are a few unlikely blessings I received this morning…

    1 – It is beautiful when my daughter is awake half the night… it gives me another chance to spend time with her

    2 – It is beautiful when I can’t get back to sleep (after being awake with my daughter)… it gives me another chance to meditate

    3 – It is beautiful to hear someone else’s over-dramatized stories around the mundane activities of life… it gives me a chance to release my own attachment to suffering

    4 – It is beautiful to experience a lack of respect… it gives me the chance to remember that a lack of respect only matters when I lack Self resepect

    5 – It is beautiful to experience confusion around what is best in my daughter’s learning and development… it reminds me that in any given moment, parent or child, we can only do our best for that moment

    6 – It is beautiful to take a chance on a new blog… you never know where you will find something amazing!

    keep smiling,

    Benjamin

    • Britton Gildersleeve

      Benjamin, what a great list! I try to do the same thing with waiting in the car at traffic — breathe. And when the dogs wake me up howling (my kids are waaay past that!), I listen to the mockingbird singing to the moon, and try to remember that sleep will come, and the mockingbird is sooo beautiful. This is a wonderful series — I’m adding them to my journal!
      Britton

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