Mothers' Spiritual Disciplines
I started thinking about the same topic yesterday morning. I was supposed to be sleeping in on Mother's Day, but no, I was lying there fretting about my lack of spiritual discipline.
I keep thinking I should do some spiritual practice more regularly but my life is already pretty full, I don't have an extra hour to myself at any regular time of day.
A few years ago, when my boys were 4 and a newborn, I made a resolution just to pray every day. At some point I realized that I was praying every day, but it was coming in 3 second snatches. About the length of one deep breath. And over the course of the day, I might do that several times, maybe even 30 seconds of prayer, every day. I decided to cut myself some slack and say good enough.
Yesterday morning I finally came up with the idea that I could try to pick something I'm already doing and just try to do it mindfully every day and that could be a spiritual practice. Maybe it's walking, maybe it's washing dishes, maybe it's journalling.
But I didn't decide yet - just as I reached a point of relaxation, my breakfast in bed arrived. Which, while a lovely idea (and for which I am truly grateful, guys), is never actually relaxing. At least this year, no one bounced on the bed while I was holding my tea cup.
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