watch it\u00a0here<\/a>), you saw me really up. My mom messaged me how much she loved to see me smile.<\/p>\nI talked about making Mindset Shifts and how gratitude is like a Power Tool for rewiring our brain\u2019s neuro-pathways. It\u2019s also for changing our thought patterns (because when we do, our responses and behaviors change, too, and, consequently, our relationships with others, with God and with ourselves.)<\/p>\n
I was feeling great, because a) this is my one of my favorite topics, and b) that morning I was finally able to go on a power walk. The week before, I used discipline and willpower to get a lot of work done, so I had time. I woke up to a sunny morning, put on my walking shoes and stepped onto my walking trail! It felt so good! I had recommitted myself to a daily practice of exercise, as I intended to. Everything was going according to my plan.<\/p>\n
But the next morning a splitting migraine woke me up (no worries, I\u2019ve had those for years\u2026 and I although I have been able to greatly minimize them, they still occur.)<\/p>\n
And outside, the rain was pouring down.<\/p>\n
It was only Day 2, and I had to abandon my morning routine. \u201cI\u2019ll go to the clubhouse and use the elliptical\u201d I thought\u2026 but my usual medicine wasn\u2019t working, and I was in no shape to move.<\/p>\n
So, instead, through one open eye, I checked my email. A friend had sent me a picture of icicles. Which brought up a river of tears. I didn\u2019t expect that\u2026 but the icicles brought up so many memories of my kids and Matthew picking icicles and enjoying them like popsicles. The memory was so vivid, I could see their rosy cheeks and hear their giggles and laughter. I let myself sit (well \u2018lay\u2019) still with what I was feeling…<\/p>\n
And then I remembered something else…<\/p>\n
I once watched a little pond thaw out. It was the winter of 1995 and I was in Massachusetts recording an album at a beautiful studio set up on a farm. At the time I was in some emotional pain that I had tried to work out, pray out and surrender, but it stubbornly stuck with me.<\/p>\n
Each morning I would walk to this little pond and watch how the weak early-March sun\u2019s rays thawed each frozen drop. One at a time. Patiently. With no rush. And the pond itself, the fish in it and the birds around it, couldn\u2019t do anything but wait, patiently, with no rush.<\/p>\n
I remembered standing there: my eyes surveying the size of the pond – from the edges where the thin ice was melting to the thick layer in the middle of the pond – my brain considering the speed of thawing and my body feeling overwhelmed.<\/p>\n
I felt heaviness in my chest, as if the task of melting the pond was, in some weird way, assigned to me: \u201cIt\u2019s going to take forever\u201d I thought…. \u201cOr at least a few weeks.\u201d I smiled as another gentler thought reminded me. Eventually the sun will get stronger and the ice will melt faster. Because that\u2019s just how it is, always has been and always will be.<\/p>\n
I wrote in my journal my intention to take what the little pond taught me and let love heal my emotional pain, one drop at a time, without me trying to rush it.<\/p>\n
But I returned to NYC (where I lived at the time) before Spring arrived, and I brought some of the unmelted ice home with me. But that\u2019s another story. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
So\u2026 in answering Mike, who asked\u00a0\u201cPlease write about doing the most important thing possible at every given moment\u201d:<\/b><\/i><\/p>\n
Sometimes the most important thing to do is to get up on your feet, roll up your sleeves and put your intentions into actions. And sometimes the most important thing is to allow Love to help you heal, patiently, with no rush and without control over it.<\/b><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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