I don’t mind

26 Apr

Dream_Chaser_by_cypherx

It might seem like maybe if you lose some weight, maybe if you get more money, maybe if you find a person who really understands you, maybe if you finally figure out how to have lots of friends, maybe if you get recognized for being famous, maybe if your face were a bit prettier, maybe if you could be a great athlete, maybe you could finally find yourself at the cool table in the middle school lunchroom, maybe if you were taller, maybe when the kids leave home, maybe when you can see things in the world, maybe if you could learn enough, maybe if you were a bit smarter, maybe if you weren’t so tongue tied, maybe if your family cared about you more, maybe if you could look perfect to others, maybe if you got promoted, maybe if your job involved cool travel, maybe if you could do what you thought was helping others as your job, maybe if you could support yourself as an artist, maybe if your house didn’t have clutter, maybe if a good day never ended, maybe if your kids were better behaved, maybe if you didn’t have to worry, maybe if you were important, maybe if you could be alone, maybe if you finally found yourself, maybe if your mind got quiet and you were enlightened, maybe if other people listened to your words, maybe if you didn’t feel invisible, maybe if you finally felt good enough, maybe if you figured it all out…

When one accepts what comes with equanimity, one is more open and present to deal with the moment with whatever is needed because the mind is not clouded by trying to cling to the good or run from the bad of what is occurring.  What happens, I don’t mind.    There is nothing wrong with me or you or this moment.

8 Responses to “I don’t mind”

  1. prewitt1970 April 26, 2013 at 11:22 am #

    Truly wise words as looking inward an seeing ones self is the hardest what if of them all.
    A gift of immeasurable proportion it would be to be able to truly see clearly.
    Much love and light to you my friend.
    Truly
    Benjamin

    • marga t. April 26, 2013 at 2:19 pm #

      love and light back to you, my friend. I enjoyed the vicarious trek to England – thanks for that – and welcome back 🙂

  2. seeingm April 26, 2013 at 6:51 pm #

    Stunning teacher Ms M, what a joy you are. Seeding love and holding hands with our maybes and someday as we bring them into the light of our moments now.

    I think somewhere over Nevada this afternoon there will be a Parisian cup of tea in a Duncan Donuts paper cup at 39000ft. Remembering that being in Paris is not a maybe someday place, but at the foundation, a state of mind. Elegant motion in all today. Love you lady. x.M

    • lauriesnotes April 27, 2013 at 9:40 am #

      Love this. Resonates for sure.
      Much love-
      Laurie

      • marga t. April 27, 2013 at 11:24 am #

        Laurie,
        That place we all share, of confusion, where each maybe and if of imperfection is different, but all the same, binds us together, I think, and gives us the strength of the shared vulnerability of our truths. Love to you! m

    • marga t. April 27, 2013 at 11:21 am #

      So grateful for the words you gift me that validate and lift and transport me to remembering the space where all is possible – what a playground! Good rest bubbles sent between your long spells of motion! Coeur pour de gratitude pour le reflet de votre miroir! X!

  3. 1EarthUnited May 4, 2013 at 1:16 am #

    Nice insight! Our minds are wonderful tools, run amok. Once we become aware of the truth of our being, the mind stills itself and all is as it should be. Mooji is a clear mirror. Thanks for posting this satsang, blessings Marga. ♥

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