ESSENTIAL
I hear and see this word a lot these days.
According to Antoine de Saint-Exupery, from his book, The
Little Prince,
“It is only with the heart
that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
If I look up 'essential' in the New World Dictionary of the
American Language, here is what I find:
Essential, as an adjective:
1.
Of or constituting the intrinsic, fundamental
nature of something; basic; inherent
2.
Absolute; complete; perfect
3.
Absolutely necessary; indispensable; requisite
4.
Containing, or having the properties of, a
concentrated extract of a plant, drug, food
Essential, as a noun:
1.
Something necessary or fundamental; indispensable;
inherent or basic feature or principal
What is essential in this moment?
Your breathing and the fact that you are breathing.
If you are reading this piece, then it is safe to assume
that you are breathing.
The quality of your breathing is directly related to the
quality of your experience, moment to moment, day by day.
Imagine the breath and how you breathe as a reflection of
the current state of your heart, mind, body and soul.
Just for a moment, imagine all the current information circulating. Social media, the news, email, forwards that your friends and family
sent you just in case you did not see it in your personal feed or inbox. The
intentions, I choose to believe, are good and come from a place of wanting to protect our loved ones, making
sure we are all as informed as possible. However, how much information is
essential to your health, short and long term?
One thing we have in common is the fact that we all breathe.
Our lungs surround the heart. When we breathe, air moves along the back of the
throat, our lungs expand. A reminder of life and energy circulating within. We are alive and we are sharing this time on earth. Living our unique experiences.
Your throat chakra (energy center) is related to your capacity to listen deeply
and communicate your truth. Creative communication. Your ability to listen to yourself, others and the silence in between.
In yogic philosophy, Satya, is the second of the yamas and means “truth”.
In order to see with the heart, it is necessary to practice the art of being still
and listening deeply.
To all those deemed essential in the work force, our frontline workers, my heart and gratitude abound for your presence, talents, knowledge and service. To all the volunteers, all of us working in some way to constribute towards safety and health of our neighbors and loved ones, near and far, the unity felt is palpable.
To all those deemed essential in the work force, our frontline workers, my heart and gratitude abound for your presence, talents, knowledge and service. To all the volunteers, all of us working in some way to constribute towards safety and health of our neighbors and loved ones, near and far, the unity felt is palpable.
In some way, shape or form, we have the opportunity to pause, check
in and listen. Possibly more now than ever imagined before.
The first time it was mandated that I stay home and be still
was during my second pregnancy. Just shy of six months, I began experiencing real
contractions. The threat of premature labor. This was before yoga or meditation were formally introduced in my
life. At first, my doctor prescribed partial bedrest. I was allowed to work
half days. Twenty nine years old and driven. It was challenging to slow
down. I pushed the limits. Then, I was prescribed full bedrest plus three
different meds. One of the side effects was tachycardia. Be still and feel your heart
race, was what I heard in my mind.
For the first two weeks, I felt like I was climbing the
walls and did everything I could to find entertainment. Books, magazines, tv. I watched Doctor Phil. That wasn't working for me. The beeping of dump trucks moving around the
neighborhood while houses were being built was a constant.
Then, I realized that I might never experience this much
quiet again. I was learning how to listen around and between the beeps. Maybe years would pass before being this still might happen in
my life again.
I learned how to be still, to listen deeply and to be with my
own company. My concerns regarding employment were minimal. There were designs on
the table, the office staff and crew could stay busy. And, I could play a small
part and do some drawing while laying down. I also put together our wedding
album while on my back. I remember the imitation orchid flowers
blooming outside the window. Rain. Broccoli and eggs with cheese that Javier
would make me for breakfast. The rhythm of my husband and son coming and going
from our home set a pace for our days.
That was just one family, one time and income was constant.
Although, it should be said that self-employment is, I have learned, synonymous
with un-employment and there have been many times in our lives when funds were not coming through the door. I learned to be creative during those times.
Re-inventing oneself and refreshing a brand is mandatory in the business world
in order to evolve with the rest, survive and thrive.
Now, there are countless families at home. Ours included. Many are unemployed. As are we. Mostly. I have two outdoor living designs on my table. They fuel my spirit and contribute to the bank account and still, they will only go so far in keeping either one of us employed until we can formally go back to work again. Like many, we contribute in various ways towards moving funds
to ensure there is food on more tables than our own. Saved for a rainy day. Now, it is raining.
What is essential? Breathing, life, food, health, safety, community,
connection, compassion, kindness, love, pressing pause on our differences – in particular
right now – recognizing there are different ways to practice self care and contribute to the health
and wellbeing of our fellow human beings. Choosing to believe that we are all
doing our best to be safe and protect one another. That may sound dreamish and
yet, why not? Positivity is contagious. Connection is essential.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned in twenty five
plus years of building is, Do what you can. Today. There are
always bumps and setbacks in design and build. Hitting a wall of what cannot
get done is built into the field. Materials don’t arrive on time, a team member
loses a family member and is off work indefinitely, clients take time to make
decisions, the architect needs to see more building developed before proposing details
and finish ideas that will make a creation sing, the engineer is putting together an estimate that is dependent on the prices supplied by suppliers and subcontractors. The list goes on. The interconnectedness of us all is inherent in the game. Frustration is high on the
experience of design and build as is constantly being reminded of what cannot
be or get done, either momentarily or ever, alone. The practice of patience is key to sanity and wellbeing. Pushing the edge and constantly
looking at what CAN be done is essential if you ever dream of designing or
building, anything, for yourself or another.
Building is a lesson in resiliency, working together and continuing to move
forward regardless of the myriad of setbacks presented daily.
We all have different lenses and our experiences are unique. However, as long as we all shall live, we will breathe, our hearts will beat and we can, if we choose, cultivate the art of listening deeply and seeing with
our hearts.
On that note, I offer you an inquiry:
What is essential to you?
What do you see?
When you listen deeply, what do you hear?
When we share our personal experiences, perspectives, our unique truths,
there is an opportunity to connect at a deeper level. A possibility to know one
another. To see each other.
After your inquiry, and if you feel moved to do so, feel
free share a personal story on your own page - tag Healing Winds, if you will,
please.
Recognize your voice as a valuable bridge between your mind and heart. When you know that truth within you, that leads to healing, wholeness, peace and wellness. When you share that authentic voice, your truth and exprience, that is a gift to others.
When we share our authentic voices and cultivate the art of listening
deeply, we hone our ability to connect with each other. Heart to heart.
What is essential? Love. Connection. In order to survive and
thrive, we need one another.
Thank you for reading and for being. If this
writing has inspired you in any way, please pass it on.
Wishing you health, love and peace,
Tehroma
P.S. At the beginning of every week, I choose a topic for my writing that happens at the end of the week. At dinner last night, with my husband, twenty two year old son and fifteen year old daughter, I mentioned that I had written this piece. Then, I looked at my daughter's shirt. The word ESSENTIAL was written across the front :) I said, your shirt! She looked down, looked at me, smiled and said, I AM ESSENTIAL! So true. And so are YOU!
P.S. At the beginning of every week, I choose a topic for my writing that happens at the end of the week. At dinner last night, with my husband, twenty two year old son and fifteen year old daughter, I mentioned that I had written this piece. Then, I looked at my daughter's shirt. The word ESSENTIAL was written across the front :) I said, your shirt! She looked down, looked at me, smiled and said, I AM ESSENTIAL! So true. And so are YOU!
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I started writing and sharing in the fall of 2015. Sporadically.
At onset
of this year, I committed to writing and sharing one
post a week.
This is probably the hardest year to stick to it.
All the more
reason to write and share. From the heart.
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