One thing that I have become more thankful for this year is the “journey” of life itself.  I have been a planner and a goal setter all my life.  So, it’s been very different for me to not be working these past few months.  My calendar hasn’t been filled with meetings and appointments.  I don’t have the same (often looming) goals, or the next achievement dangling in front of me.

Instead, I’ve come to enjoy everyday things.  To appreciate the moment more.  To be content.  This is still something I’m perfecting.  The shift doesn’t happen overnight.  But I would encourage everyone to give it a try.

I think Alan Watts put a nice perspective on it in his video, “The real purpose of your life!”  Check it out, compliments of Science Dump.

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After drafting this post yesterday, I learned of the death of a co-worker and friend…  this is in memory of Steve Greenwood, who made a real impact on my life.

Mother’s Day in Seattle was a gorgeous warm Sunday, which we took advantage of by heading to St Michelle’s winery. We skipped the tour and went directly to the gift shop to buy crackers, cheese and a Pinot Griegio for an impromptu lunch on the grounds.

We snagged a small table near a giant wine barrel, in the pathway for perfect people viewing. The grounds were filled with young families, picnicking on the lawn with blankets spread out under them. A family next to us had bicycled to the winery and were so terribly efficient in the dining, that we knew they did it often.

For some reason, the crowded grounds still had a calmness to them, and the surroundings did not lose their charm despite the numbers. To the contrary, it was a mezmorizingly tranquil day.

In the past few months, I have found a new pleasure in relaxing.   Hanging out.  Unwinding.

Tom has often been concerned that I always have to have something to do.  The need to be busy.  I think I’ve done an admirable job of dispelling that notion lately.

Although I’m still not a big fan of watching TV for hours on end, napping, or just sitting listening to music, I feel I’ve made big strides by making fewer lists for the weekend.  By reading in front of the fire more.  By enjoying photo editing.  By baking bread.  By rubbing the dog.  Just hanging out at home.

More often than not these winter days, the answer to “did you have a good weekend” is a resounding “yes”, and it is a heartfelt “yes” even though it doesn’t mean that I “did” anything.

No, not the joke about Carnegie hall — a way to think about your life.

I have always respected that “doing” yoga is expressed as “practicing” yoga.  It’s an acknowledgement that this is something that we never fully master.  It is always a journey.

During my meditation practice, I stumbled upon the perspective that we can “practice” in life.  Even when we don’t quite feel like practicing yoga, meditating, or even being in a good mood,  that we can “practice” it.  Ok, we can pretend.

Hafez, a fourteenth-century Sufi poet suggests that we act great at all times.  Whether are practicing contentment on a bad day, or sitting in meditation watching our mind run around in circles.

Think about it.  “Pretending” to be a good mood tends to turn into a good mood.  “Pretending” to enjoy yoga poses often turns into an enjoyment.

This is an idea that could really catch on.

2010 is rapidly approaching.  

2009 probably won’t stand out as a particularly memorable one, but still there were many changes along the way.   A new position in Creative.  A new devotion to yoga and meditation.  A new outlook on life balance.  A new canine friend.

Small, in the big scope of things, but positive.  I hope to see that momentum continue in 2010…