Zen, Yoga, and Other ways to slow down!

I've decided to simplify my life.

Recently, I realized I've lived most of my life in a state of panic. As a result I'm looking at things I can realistically change. I found the list below of 12 zen things on facebook. It seems a good place to start.

Zen Defined.

noun: a Japanese school of Mahayana Buddhism emphasizing the value of meditation and intuition.

SOUND GOOD? I agree!

I dug out my old yoga tape, the basics of yoga with Rodney Yee, and I intend to start that program again. The peaceful music alone makes me feel better. Then when I do the stretches and easy yoga poses I know I'm on the right track to better health.

Is anyone willing to make a few changes with me? Maybe slow our lives down just a bit. Rather than going through life on a zip line without taking time to even breathe - correctly - that's right. When I pause to check my breathing, it's even rapid as if I'm running a race and with nowhere to go. I feel it's time I started fresh and gave my life a jumpstart. Do you feel that way too?

Let me know if you're interested in sharing ways to live your life a little bit better, and a bit less rushed.I'll be letting you know how I do in slowing down, letting go of old habits, and basically renewing my vows to get healthier. Mentally. Physically.

AND Spiritually.

I've added prayer three times a day to my schedule. After reading The Healing Code by Alexander Loyd and already believing in the benefits of prayer, I pray daily for healing of the health issues in my life and for the bad memory-issues that keep me from living my life to the fullest. This is a book that describes a healing code that can lead to better health. Fascinating. YES, and it's not even one of my books. But I recommend it highly.

WHAT are you doing this summer?

I'll be ultra busy in July. My daughter is coming with two of the triplets and they are staying after she leaves for two weeks. Or so they tell me. Then the third one will join me a few weeks later. Whew! I need to get 100% rested and feeling great. I have a little over two weeks to do it. Wish me luck.

Then after the kiddies leave, I plan to finish the long awaited sequel to Vada Faith, Missing: Sweet Baby James.

Now, tell me what your plans are...

APOLOGIES....

For those of you who regularly follow my blog, I wanted you to know that health issues and family problems have kept me from my computer lately. Of course my mind has been busy coming up with great ideas to blog about but by the time I sit down late at night to write those lovely ideas have flown out of my head and gone back to wherever good ideas come from in the first place. I miss posting. I miss thinking. I miss resting. I miss just standing and staring, as cows in the fields are known to do. I miss all of you too. Reading about your lives and reading your comments on mine. However, I'm the eternal optimist and I see a teeny speck of light at the end of the tunnel. In two weeks life here should be back to normal, whatever that is. Have any of you figured out what normal is, exactly. I get up everyday and try to live the best life I know how. Is that normal? Or is normal different for each of us. What about a new normal? Are we doomed to live our "normal life" fo

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