I glance at the clock and see that it is 7:59 a.m.
Okay, the bus comes in 36 minutes and all I need to do is:
- Finish emptying the dishwasher
- Clean up the breakfast dishes
- Clean out the coffee maker and tea pot
- Wipe off the table and counters
- Get the 4-year-old dressed, teeth brushed, bed made, shoes on
- Help the 9-year-old with the morning care of the Guinea Pigs
- Make my own bed
- Shower, brush teeth, get dressed, put on make up
- Make my own bed
I am running through this mental to-do-list as I am cleaning up the kitchen, and the thought that I really need to meditate pops into my head.
I need to be ready to go at 8:35 so I can get my big girl to the bus, little guy to pre-school and be home for my first phone meeting at 9:15 a.m. While my own shower and getting dressed could technically wait, I like to look relatively presentable when I am speaking with clients. Hmmm… How on earth am I going to make time for a meditation this morning?
Then it just occurs to me that maybe I can be open to all of this working out perfectly. Yes – that feels really good actually. Okay then.
I finish up the kitchen duties, glance at the clock again – 8:07 – and proceed upstairs with the thought that whatever gets done – gets done. You never know how the morning might turn out, I tell myself.
Little guy gets dressed pretty quickly, and to my surprise, both children have already brushed their teeth. Woo Hoo! I am making the little guy’s bed when I hear my daughter finishing up all of her Guinea Pig chores by herself. Double Woo Hoo!
Okay kids, I’m going to take a shower, can you guys get your socks and shoes on and meet me downstairs in a few minutes? Sure mom! Excellent.
I head down the stairs and walk by the clock. 8:12
I walk into my bedroom, make the bed, and sit down in the corner.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Breathing in love. Breathing out anxiety. Breathing in peace. Breathing out stress. I start saying my old mantra from my meditation class, but it feels too forced – like I’m hitting my head against the wall hard with it. So I let it go.
I just bring my hands together in prayer and say: Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You.
I open my eyes and check the clock. 8:17. I was meditating for 3 or 4 minutes, but it’s time to shower.
I’m in and out fast. I get dressed, brush my teeth and comb my hair. 8:22.
Make up on. Kids ready to go.
We are in the car at 8:35. Damn! I still have to drive to the bus stop.
I back out of the driveway, start driving up the hill, and see the bus stopping. I go faster and get the driver’s attention. She stops and waits. I give my little girl a kiss and send her off. I think I even have lipstick on.
What a great morning! It turned out much better than I thought it could have 37 minutes ago!!
I am home by 9:05!
Even though I was a single mom today, I managed just fine because I decided to be optimistic and was determined to make time to meditate. All this is getting me thinking about a holiday meditation challenge. Anyone up for it?
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