This week, we are forming new habits.
Our desire to know competes with our need to be well. A chorus of opinions breeds confusion and plants the commercial seeds of fear.
It’s easy to sit back and relax by indulging ourselves with treats that can quickly evolve into excesses. Time out becomes binge-watching drama, consuming food porn, escaping into social media and video violence.
Advertisers normalize our addictions by providing a steady stream of encouragement, feeding appetites to consume.
We celebrate our successes with mindless distractions and keep our old habits alive to keep the economy in growth.
New behaviors take some time and we’ve had plenty of time at our disposal over these months of uncertainty. Switching off and stepping away means venturing into an unknown and uncomfortable world of silence.
The outside becomes louder when we turn down the volume level on our constant indoor soundtrack. Making the time to settle into our truth beneath the noise means taking some time for ourselves.
When we begin to hear what’s in our own heart, daily choices begin to shift automatically. In the quiet of peace, our deep desires show themselves and they show the way forward.
We begin moving towards our ideal and allowing the rest to drift away without effort. In this state of grace, the reformation embarks upon a course of its own design.
The systems built for disposable change as we think and think again.
Our attention turns to our vulnerable and this plastic pandemic.
We shop for different options that don’t cost the earth.
We stay in when we can, taking care when we go out.
We choose well and take action to face uncertainty.
Where can you see how reform has begun?
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On my morning walk down to the beach recently, I noticed a startling new trend in this quiet, remote, tiny fishing village – used surgical masks discarded into the river, ready to be swept into the sea with the next rain. With three rubbish bins within a one-minute walk, the senseless of this insensitive behavior left me incensed — read more.
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