‘Being With’ My Body

We live in a small house east of the downtown core of Toronto. It is a sweet place, one that I believe reflects our warmth and our love of beauty. But it is small, and none of us have space of our own. Recently though, there was an added blessing to the house. The large apartment upstairs that we rent out, was vacant for 8 weeks. After 2 weeks of being empty, a light bulb went off over my head, and I moved my stability ball, portable stereo, CD’s, labtop and files up there. The living room is about 160 sq. ft., enough room for me to dance, have a little space to meditate and write and lots of room to do my coaching work. I thrived. I danced almost every day, started this blog, designed a workshop, coached, read the better part of 3 non-fiction books, meditated, slept, offered a movement/collage workshop for three coaching colleagues and created a larger space in my mind for my work and my life.

Now that I am back downstairs, cramped, with no room to move, except maybe the space between the dining room table and the wall or the kitchen, I am trying to put it into perspective, and find meaning beyond my own experience. This is what I am reflecting on:

My body and my home are both spaces that I occupy. My body I am with for the complete range of my life, my only constant companion throughout. So with it, I am dedicated to loving and being with it. Finding the acceptance, forgiveness, patience, compassion and kindness to occupy that space as gracefully as I can. With my home I am in a finite relationship. It has served us well for a time, but the end is nearing and so I am seeing how my visionary capacities are being engaged, as I prepare for change. I do not know yet how or when it is going to happen, I just know it is happening soon.

With what we cannot change, we need to settle in and find peace in the ‘being with’. With what we can change, we need to engage all of our mind’s capacities to take action.