Day 6 – Mindful Moment

Center. What does center mean to you? How do you center yourself from the start of the day to the end of the day? How do you center yourself during work or an important activity. How do you center yourself in the midst of chaos. Check out these prompts from the source. 

This word was tricky to begin with. How is being centered different from being grounded (word for day 2), I wondered. Without analyzing the word too much, I am leading with the prompts that the podcast provides. 

To me, center is a place of calm and grace. It is a state of consciousness where I am at peace with myself.  I feel centered when I have done my part. I feel centered when I have put in the required effort. I feel centered when I work with discipline. Following the same sequence of events centers me. Giving time and attention to the things that take up my mindspace centers me. Looking at a picture of Ganesha and asking for strength and courage before an important event centers me. When I am surrounded by chaos, I center myself by focusing on what I can do right here, right now. 

Day 5 – Mindful Moment

Listen. How would you define the word listen? How would you rate your listening quality? Who or what do you listen to the most? Yourself? Inner intuition? A dearly loved one? A total stranger? What else do you listen to? Do you listen to nature? I tried to note down the prompts as I find them useful to trigger my thinking but may not have captured them accurately. Hop over to the podcast. 

To me, listening is paying attention. When you are truly listening to someone, you are giving that person your time and  attention. Listening extends beyond the sounds you hear. You listen to your body. You listen to your intellect. You listen to your mind. You listen to your family, friends and society. You listen so the other person can be heard.

What do I listen to the most? Sadly, the non-stop stories in my head. I also realize that with my immediate gang of three at home, I have the itch to be heard rather than the patience to listen. I am so caught up in wanting to follow up on this and that, that my quality of listening ebbs and flows with the ones that matter the most. I sure hope to work on this. 

I find myself to be a willing listener in one on one interactions. I am genuinely interested in what the other person has to share and tend to listen with curiosity. Listening to sounds of nature and the movements in my house are my most favorite cues to bring me back to the present moment.

Day 4 – Mindful Moment

The word of the day was Now. 

A practice that asks you to just be in the moment. What could be better than that? I was thrilled. I had a plan. I am going to soak in and savor every moment, every experience, and turn an ordinary day into extraordinary. Ironically, the day turned out to be the exact opposite of that. I was everywhere but in the now and here. I was catching up on work emails  while listening to a knowledge share. I was thinking of the car that needed to be picked up from the mechanic while being on a conference call. I was planning how to handle an escalation at work when going on my afternoon walk. I was texting while Hari was catching me up on his day. The long day kept getting longer and longer with scattered thoughts,  fragmented work, and a distracted presence. 

Some days are like that. And therein lies the beauty of Now. You have the choice to practice being in the moment for as long as you are alive. So what if you fail one day, pick yourself up and plunge into the practice the next moment. 

Day 3 – Mindful Moment

Smile. How does it feel in your body, mind and heart when you smile? How does it feel when you see someone else smile? Even when you are feeling down or unhappy, smile for someone else. Listen to the episode here.

My heart feels full and light at the same time when I smile. My face relaxes when I smile. My mind stands still when I smile. When I see someone smile, it makes me smile too. Smile is truly contagious.

I noticed that I smiled unexpectedly on two occasions today. The first time when I spotted a bunch of phlox during my walk today. They are one of my favorite flowers and the mere sight of them made me smile. It felt like I was meeting an old friend after a long time. Then, when Ram was home after school, he came up to me and signaled a hug while I was on my work call. It warmed my heart and brought joy on my face. Thankful for these small moments of happiness.

Day 2 – Mindful Moment

Grounding – What does grounding mean to you? What actions ground you? Which people ground you? How do you ground yourself when you are on your own and emotions such as fear, anger and restlessness rise? 

When I think of the word grounding, I imagine being firmly planted like a tree, touched but not swayed by the chaos around me, and responding with grace. When I am grounded I am able to let go of things that are not in my control and give my all to things that I can control.

Actions that ground me include my routine, solitude, prayers, being close to nature, having heart to heart conversations, being part of something bigger, actively engaged in an artistic pursuit, decluttering, listening to/reading words that inspire, and being present with my family.

The kind of people that ground me are the ones who rise above their circumstance, who are able to embrace the good, bad and the ugly, who are able to choose kindness and compassion over everything else, who are genuine, non-judgmental and carry no malice. They ground me and inspire me to be the best version of myself.

When challenging emotions such as anger, restlessness, and fear arise, I ground myself by first acknowledging that I am angry, restless, or afraid. Anger is the peskiest of all emotions, it seldom lets me ground myself without leaving a trail a destruction. It’s an all consuming emotion. Giving anger time and space seem to be the only way to manage it. Thankfully, it is a fleeting emotion. Restlessness, on the other hand, is practice in letting go. You need to keep working on your self with tender, love and care. Fear is the most humbling of emotions that can often make one feel lonely and utterly helpless. Staying focused, and keeping faith are ways in which I keep myself grounded.

Day 1 – Mindful Moment

UL has started a podcast and she has just wrapped up her first season. What a gift to those of us that relate to her words. Each episode is short and sweet. Rest assured, they are a few minutes of your day well spent. Hop on over and give it a try!

In this season she is giving us a word a day to contemplate on. Mindfully thinking about what the word means to you and how it applies in your life. Day 1 word is Awareness. What does awareness mean to you? What are your boundaries for awareness? Are you aware of your body, your breath, your feelings, thoughts, actions and interactions? 

To me, awareness is that space from where I observe myself as a passer by. It is a state of mind in which I am able to gain a better understanding of myself in the context of the situation I am in. It is a tool that helps me create distance and tone down the intensity of my emotions and feelings. Awareness is the opposite of operating in a state of autopilot. 

In the hierarchy of awareness, 

  • I am least aware of my body. I don’t pay attention to it except when I am hungry, sleep deprived or in physical pain. I find myself paying more attention to my body as I practice dance. Isn’t dance in its simplest form a body language? 
  • I am most aware of my feelings and emotions and normally I am able to see them for what they are and get to the underlying root cause. I am not necessarily successful in overcoming them but I go through the drama with the knowledge of why I feel the way I feel.  In that sense, there is an element of acceptance.
  • I am aware of my thoughts on and off,  a lot more off than on. 
  • I have learnt to become more aware of my actions because over time I have observed that when I act with awareness there is certain fulfillment coming out of it.
  • I am aware of my interactions with others for the most part.

To be aware, you must be willing to listen. To your body, feelings, emotions, thoughts, actions and interaction. When you are aware, you are present. That’s just the starting point though.

Back to school full time

Tomorrow feels like a monumental day. Ram will be going back to school full time for the rest of the school year. This is a change from one week on and one week off hybrid system that he has been following since the start of school year. Despite the hassle of his glasses fogging up due to the mask, he really does not mind wearing it all day. It is a small price to pay for the reward of being able to compartmentalize school and home. 

I will miss so many things about not having the little fella at home. The way he would come thumping down the stairs, set his laptop, and give marching orders to his very complaint assistant. Alexa, set the alarm at 8:55 AM. Alexa, set the alarm at 10:00 AM… and by the time he is done, you can see a set of six alarms set for the day to keep him on track. 

I will miss doubling up as his classmate. Mom, do you want to read my literary essay? Mom, I learnt all the states in America, would you like to listen? Mom, look at the water color I did? During the early remote learning days, I would sit at the dining table wanting to get a peek into his classroom. Very soon, I learnt that it does neither of us any good and retreated into my work nook. 

I will miss how at the stroke of 11:10 AM, he would come up to me and signal that he is going to have his lunch. When I am not on a call, I just like to hang out with  him as he is eating his lunch and have side conversations about his day. If I am not able to join him, he is just as happy to eat lunch by himself. No complaints.

I will miss the recorder and singing lessons in the background. I will miss the voice of his eager participation in his class. I will miss the chats he has during breakout sessions. I will miss him shushing us if we are noisy in the kitchen area. 

You know what though? I would rather have him go to school and miss him than have him at home and see him miss school. I feel incredibly grateful to have had an opportunity to see him in the context of his learning environment. Knowing him as someone that takes ownership for his learning. As someone who doesn’t like to be a minute late to his classes. Someone who prefers to do his homework right on the day it is assigned rather than putting it off to the last minute.

What a privilege it has been to have had school happen right under our roof!

Gotcha moment

The smile on his face looks a little suspicious. Very Calvin-Hobbish.  I glance at him and he tugs his notebook. I brush it off. This king of doodling and prince of surprises is always up to something.  Eventually he will spill the beans, no time to investigate further. I get the breakfast ready and dash off for my 8:00 am team call. 

Team call done, I take a mental stock of what’s on my plate for the rest of the day and head to warm my mug of kanji. I open the draw relying on my muscle memory to grab the spoon without even looking at the cabinet. My hands sense round plastic bowls not the long stainless steel handles. I bend down and see a disarray of bowls and plastic plates that we seldom use taking prime position in the shelf. I open the next drawer and see the silverware organizer on that shelf.

What? what’s going on? Who switched this around? Why would someone do this? I want to raise my voice and make my displeasure clearly known. How much work have you created for me? Whoever did this take responsibility to clean this out. But of course all this monologue is happening in my head because the rest of the household is either on work call or virtual classrooms. I grit my teeth. Then I pause and my eyes rest on this little fella squinting back at me and sticking his tongue out.

I burst out laughing. This was the best gotcha moment. Thank God for 10-year olds who still have reserves of silliness and pranks to remind me what an uptight fool I am rest of the year! This guy now takes the esteemed position right above my sink, taunting me to act silly, and indulge in whimsy every once in a while.

Dungeon and Dragons

No looking at the phone. No boring looks. And toughest of all, no yawning. Ram reminds us of the rules as we settle down for a game of Dungeon and Dragon (D&D). 

If you are not familiar with D&D, it is a game of adventure involving role playing, taking chances, carrying weapons, and going on a quest. Ram is in his element as he sets up the game for us. This is just perfect for a 10-year old whose imagination is fertile and flourishes in fantasy land. Not so much for us grown ups who have a compulsive need to know the context for every action and the consequence of every choice. D&D does not work that way. It’s all about taking chances and running with what gets thrown at us.  Ram is the all powerful Dungeon Master who calls the shots. Da and I are the Elves, not the Christmas Elves but an altogether different species in the world of D&D. 

All I want to do is scream, “ayooo, not this game, not again, not today, not me.” But the glint in Ram’s eyes and the delight in his voice make me hold my tongue back. I take a deep breath and remind myself that I just need to do this for 20 to 30 mins. If this matters to him so much and brings him such joy, at the very least I should make an attempt. For we all know the days are long but the years are short. And it is in these little moments that memories are made. 

I roll the dice. I play along. I fake it hoping that one day I will make it. Today I am practicing the art of yawning with my mouth closed.

A moment in time

Drafted last week…

It’s tuesday morning. The meals for the day are fairly simple. Oatmeal for breakfast, paruppu and sathuamdu with beans for lunch, and dhalai and sambar for dinner. This frees up some time to make aval or chivda for snack. I am not multitasking, trying to manage four dishes on four burners. The making of the aval gets my undivided attention, and delights all my senses. I smell the gingelly oil as the mustard seeds sputter. The steam and the accompanying warmth as I bend down to roast the aval is just what I need to feel as I hear the wind howling outside non-stop. The aval turns translucent taking in the turmeric, chili powder, and salt. I throw in some assorted nuts – peanuts, walnuts, and pistachio – and raisins. I feel happy knowing that this low-key snack will bring much joy to my sunny boys as they settle for their evening grub.

I know the rest of the day will pass by with work commitments and related stress. But this moment in time where the mind did not wander into the past or the future, and was grounded in the NOW was a gift in fullness and clarity, and I hold on to it dearly.