Donna Z Falcone
  • Home
    • About >
      • In the Studio
      • Alcohol Ink Handouts
      • A Bit About Me
  • A is for Azure
  • From Azure to Zaffre
  • Books
    • Messages on the Mirror
    • A is for Azure
    • Sweet Butterfly Kisses (Out of Print)
  • Collected Works
    • Gallery >
      • Nature Speaks
      • Just Fun! >
        • A Study in Wildfire
      • Coping through Art
    • Writing >
      • Messages on the Mirror >
        • Book Home Page
        • A Peek Inside Messages on the Mirror
        • Buy Messages On the Mirror
        • Let's Talk About It
      • Published Work and Featured Spots
      • Main Blog
      • Art Blog
      • Poetry Blog
      • Still Brighter Side Blog (Lyme) >
        • The Old Brighter Side Pages >
          • The Brighter Side Blog
          • The Brighter Side: Living with Lyme
      • A Place to Land (What now?)
  • Contact

You Are Here

5/2/2016

0 Comments

 
Picture
Sometimes we spin our wheels thinking about the hard times and future worries, don't we? I know I do! I'm trying to do less of that and more of living in this moment. Of course, remembering and planning are important, but these are things I do - not places where I choose to live.
 
Even in the darkest times, it helps me to remember this, and so I wanted to share it with you. 
 
A short play in one act.
Wise One: You seem frantic and sad, caught between regrets and future worry.
Frantic One: Can't argue with that.
Wise One: Maybe it would help if you could just think about right now. Maybe you would see that you really are okay.
Frantic One: What? Right now is horrible! Look at me. I'm hurting, I'm exhausted, and I can barely function! How can you say I'm okay?
Wise One: Are you in unbearable pain?
Frantic One: It's not too bad right now, but it could get worse.
Wise One: Can you bear it?
Frantic One: Yes.
Wise One: Are you in immediate danger?
Frantic One: No.
Wise One: Do you want to run away from here?
Frantic One: No.
Wise One: Is anyone in your face, screaming at you, or hurting you?
Frantic One: No.
Wise One: What is happening?
Frantic One: I am sitting here with you.
Wise One: What else?
Frantic One: We are talking.
Wise One: What else?
Frantic One: I'm tired. I smell something nice. I love that painting. My head hurts. 
Wise One: Anything else?
Frantic One: You are smiling. I am thinking. It's pretty quiet.This seat is soft.
Wise One: Are you safe?
Frantic One: I think so.
Wise One: Do you feel safe right now?
Frantic One: Yes.
Wise One: In this moment, this very second, are you okay?
Frantic One: [long pause, futilely looking for a reason to argue]. Yes.
Wise One: [gentle smile] Hmmm.
(Formerly) Frantic One: [smiling] Hmmm.

 

The End (or new beginning)
​

Now, imagine threading this moment, like a bead, onto a silken strand of time.
Imagine threading the next one, and the next one, and the one after that, onto the same silken strand - all different - all behind you, now.
Imagine an endless strand of moments, acknowledging that not even the worst of them did you in.

I know my troubles are only as big as the moment I am in, and that's really so tiny.
Even the mournful, frustrating, outraged, uncomfortable anxious experiences come and go, one moment at a time.
I can deal with anything for a moment.
I know you can, too.

In the great Mall Directory of life.... You are HERE! 
0 Comments

Your comment will be posted after it is approved.


Leave a Reply.

    Writing is how I figure things out along the winding path.. I love company, so thanks for stopping by. I hope you'll share your thoughts, too. The comment boxes are always open.

    Categories

    All
    Art
    Book Chat
    Courage
    Creativity
    For Parents
    For Teachers
    Grieving
    Healing
    Lyme
    Mindfulness

    Archives

    February 2023
    January 2018
    July 2017
    June 2017
    April 2017
    March 2017
    January 2017
    October 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    February 2016
    January 2016
    December 2015
    October 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015

    RSS Feed

Copyright © 2015