So I took a leaf from his book and went and sat on the doorstep among the flowers and the bees.
I pndered on how odd it is that this can be hard to do. Just being I mean - given that we are human be-ings.
Once past childhood we may have to re-learn it with classes and courses on meditation and mindfulness.
I sat there trying not to think of my to-do list and found that if I counted my blessings instead I could quieten my mind and more readily just be...
I have a house
The sky is blue
It's not raining
The bees love my flowers
I love my flowers
I have peace. No-one is threatening me
A machine is washing my bedlinen as I sit here
The music of Bach is drifting through my home
I got a lovely message from a friend
I have friends
I can pay my bills
I have a kitchen full of good food
This is a paradise moment
You get the idea...I probably came up with 50 or so. I could easily come up with 100.
Of course then I began to compose a blog post and think about taking some photographs, but I did all that from a place of real relaxation and pure pleasure.
What works for you?
And don't you just love your freshly changed bed? Blessed indeed.