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In The Stillness (of Mind) Comes Peace

Sitting still - it's sooooo hard for me to do. It's just not in my nature, my personality, my DNA.

But when your 3 year old is sick, as in gasping for air - can't breathe sick, you sit. You sit and comfort. You sit and read. You sit and watch cartoons and videos over and over. You play trucks and cars in-between wiping noses and comforting coughs. 

You sit on his bed while he sleeps, partly because he asked you to just lay with him for a little while, partly because his breathing isn't comfortable, partly because you want to be there quickly if he needs you. 

Laundry piles up. Dishes are left unwashed. You sit because right now sitting is the most important 'job' right now - being still and in the moment for your child.

It's hard for me to quiet my mind. I'm always in motion, even when I'm sitting still. But I am finding that if I can still my mind, my thoughts and just be present in the moment that is where I can find peace.

Oh don't get me wrong, I'm a runner, #WillRun4IceCream, and I love to be in motion. I find peace and contentment in physical movement. It's that physical movement that helps still the twirling mind to where I can be still, even if my body is in motion. Does that make sense? That's the easier way for me to 'be still'.

So when I'm physically forced to be still, it's super hard for me to still my mind. Needless to say, these last few days have been difficult as Lil Man has been extremely ill.

As hard as it has been for me to sit, it's also been a good lesson in how to 'still my mind' without physical motion. Oh, trust me, I'm FAR from achieving this task. It is (and I think forever will be) a work in progress.

But it's in that stillness (of mind) that I find peace.


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