Press Reset

“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.”- Buddha

Monday morning, the sun is out. After a long night on the couch (as my coughing was waking up the baby), I got up cricking and cracking like an old staircase and helped my daughter get ready for daycare. After 3 days of antibiotics for tonsillitis, she is finally getting back to her old self and was generally happy and ready to go see her friends again. I was happy for that. Her cough was non-existent this morning, her coloring was much better. All we have left to get in order is me (which will happen in time, I’m not too worried about it) and my son, which is fighting it like a champion, but still needs a lot of love and care.

So on the shelf my crafts, on the shelf my sewing… In my arms goes my angel as he sleeps with a clump of my hair in his fist.

How am I writing this you may be wondering? I was able to lay him down and proceed in doing everything I needed to do : shower, eat, coffee, dress… hoping I could make it before he would notice I was gone, but he is still calm and content in the warm of his bed.

I remember a time when I used to get so unsettled when my plans would get changed by events that were out of my control. I used to feel cheated, like my time could be better spent. I used to feel anxious, not knowing when my life would become normal again. Then, my children were born.

When I would get unsettled, it was because my attachment to the past, a past where I could do whatever I wanted to do. When I would get anxious, it was because of my attachment to knowing where all minutes of my life would lead me. Now, there is only the present :

The beauty of my sleeping child.

The quiet of my home.

The sun shining through my window.

The purring of my oldest cat against my leg.

The dust of a non-cleaning week-end, floating and glittering in the rays.

The sound of my fingers tapping on the keys as I meditate with you.

Today is a new day and the only moment we know. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow does not exist. Today we are here, and here is good.

Buddha baby

About Yanic A.

Hello to all of you and thank you for stopping by! My name is Yanic. I'm a wife to a wonderful husband, a mother of 2 beautifully complex and unique children and a lover of all things inspiring. Having started a personal journey of self discovery when I found out I was pregnant with my daughter 4 years ago, I've since embraced a daily life of simpler pleasures and gratitude. As we get to know each other, you will know me as a quilter, a gardener, a Tao cultivator, a vegetarian foodie, a true believer in a healthy family life as being the secret to my happiness and hopefully as time goes on, a friend... I will try to share with you my days as they unfold, speaking of my happy successes without censoring my challenges, trying to make this blog a true portrait of the ever-changing path that I have chosen for myself. I'm hoping to find in these pages others to share with and learn from, bringing to light the absolute connection in all things and people, showing this world as being a true community.
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7 Responses to Press Reset

  1. YES!!! So with you on all of this. Becoming a mother has had so many lessons for me (and still does), being present and mindful was one of them. So thankful everyday for my little teacher.

    Love that pic 🙂

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  2. Gede Prama says:

    Well written. May peace be with you 🙂

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  3. Love your post. This should be a constant reminder for me, as I sometimes tend to focus on the future plans. Living simply, in the present moment is an answer and a way for peaceful mind. And your baby boy is adorable! 🙂

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    • quiltykanuck says:

      Thank you… I suffer from the same tendency to zero in on what is NOT getting done. But my babies are so warm and beautiful in my arms when they sleep… it’s hard to imagine being anywhere else.

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