Neale Donald Walsch
Today, I was pondering, “If one word would describe my needs at this place in time … what would it be?”
It was a no-brainer answer: COMFORT! And, what do I mean by comfort? The words soft, and easy, come to mind. For me crawling into clean soft flannel sheets, warm from the dryer, on a cold night feels delicious! Driving in a car with a friend where there might be conversation or not. Silence does not bother us, because it is easy to just be in the moment. Having the comfort of plenty of resources to pay bills and stock the shelves with food for winter. Wearing clothes that are soft and comfortable fitting works for me. Experiencing total quiet is comfort as well as the ‘absence of drama’ that many choose to engage in these days.
Would comfort, soft and easy, have appealed to me as a need twenty, thirty years ago? Um, probably not. I was too busy focusing on just keeping a roof over my head, working full time and tending to the needs of aging parents. It was as if I could not give myself the luxury of experiencing life as easy or comfortable. It was just keep at it, one foot in front of the other. There was total disregard for my needs at the time.
Perhaps life is quite simple: I can push and struggle doing what I think needs to be done. Or, I can choose differently. During most of my life, I didn’t have a clue that I did have a choice. It has taken many years of trials, tribulations and lessons for different choices to surface.
I learned to recognize and honor myself during the day.
I learned to “STOP and smell the rose” by carving out a space of time for myself to catch up. Now, It can be just stopping and breathing deeply, or parking the car and becoming still enough to appreciate myself while busy doing errands, or whatever is totally consuming my time at the moment. Believe me, whatever is on the agenda will still be there, waiting when I return from a “time out”. Exception: picking someone up or keeping a definite scheduled appointment.
The most challenging lesson, from time to time, is when I know that I need to move out of my comfort zone. It seems that fate, or whatever one might call this energy, sometimes pushes me out of my comfort zone, kicking and screaming. However, I can look back and see that if that particular event had not happened, there was no room for something new and the next step to arrive. The reality of knowing this sometimes does not make it easier to experience.
I could not finish this commentary on comfort without recognizing that Love is the ultimate comfort in my life. Love comes in many forms, and when I have taken the time to give myself time to breathe and relax, I can learn what form of love surrounds me.
When we are enjoying family and friends around the Thanksgiving table, it would be nice to remember, not only of what we are thankful for, but also, belief in the promise that tomorrow and the next days are bringing peace, comfort and solace around the world.
Blessings to you and your loved ones