The Practice.

Lately, it has beamed upon me that all of the beautiful things in the world are graceful in the form of thought, which makes them very difficult to attain and translate into daily life.

One of those splendid values is surely gratitude. When most are asked whether they are grateful or not, they’d most probably agree that they are grateful. Same applies to mindfulness and kindness. However, it seems that it is not adequate for us to simply admit it— beauty is in fact a practice— an action.

Some years ago, in a dark place, I realised that there was an unattainable dimension of beauty and dreams I wanted to achieve and reach. I knew I was blessed and honestly, the amount of blessings I was surrounded by made me feel even more guilty. Nothing really changed when I simply thought of that, it did not shift my mindset.

However, when I actively started to practise gratitude by writing those blessings down and truly acknowledging them every day, those blessings seemed more reachable. The sunlight that was a dear friend of mine instead of being merely a vision, transformed into a flood of joy that invaded my whole body. It was overwhelming to find those once dreams turning into a glimpse of reality. It’s somehow, still, an inconceivable miracle. I didn’t know it was even possible.

Nowadays, my intention is to attain mindfulness— and though I believe in it, I rarely do seem to practise it when out in the daylight; my mind overthinking and rarely stopping to be calm and composed. Because I realised how wonderful it would be to live a life with peace and grace, I’ve decided to seriously dedicate a few moments every day to just sit down and breathe— close my eyes, delve into the blackness of my mind and think no more.

It’s a beautiful, miraculous experience. It took some time to reap the rewards but I find myself, already two weeks past the practice, more mindful, thoughtful, assured. Less anxious and over the place. And now is the time I truly understand how important it is to set this intention and do the required action, completely submissive to the rewards and consequences— leaving it for the universe to handle. How I enjoy letting go now is somehow unfathomable.

I think this graceful action and practice is the deliverer of magic in our lives. I meet many of us wonderful people engrossed in the process of achieving the life they dream of yet, it’s not that simple. Sometimes we don’t know what to do, where to start— that stage is often the starting point for some complex inner work to be done regarding peaceful acceptance to the current conditions, finding things to be grateful for, finding love in even the dullest and most ordinary simplicities— this is when things fate starts rearranging itself for us. Some claim I’m too young to believe that, that I hadn’t been through enough to state it as truth, but I do, against all odds and risks. My heart speaks that language of thought.

I do hope we all have the courage and strength to take action, in the most adverse of times, to reap the magic we would love our lives to be blazoned with. You all have my prayers.