a life in a day

October 30th, 2012

Would you walk us through a typical day in your life?

Oh dear! It’s just like yours, literally. I’m the first up and into the kitchen. (I love a quiet house at dawn.) I feed the dog, make a breakfast that my daughter is likely to ignore. I check e-mail, and begin the daylong practice of responding to whatever appears. I quickly make the bed, get dressed, drive my daughter to school, take an exercise class and then I’m home again for the dog walk. I have a grand scheme of what I’d like to do each day, but am usually overtaken by small practicalities and urgencies. Sometimes the big thing on my list is something as little as pruning the azaleas! I do a little bit of writing here and there, sometimes for the blog, an article or something longer. Words sing to me all day long, and every now and then I catch one or two! My daughter is out of school at 2:30, the afternoon falls, I cook dinner, run the vacuum, finish a load of laundry, take my daughter to gymnastics. Before bed I sit on my cushion, and this is how I keep company with all the ancestors who have come before me. Then I let the day be done. I never regret what I haven’t done. Even as I write this I am overwhelmed with gratitude that this right here is my life. Who could want more?

. . . Read more of the interview on Mama Here Now.

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5 Comments »

  1. “I never regret what I haven’t done”, such necessary words that many times my mother will remind me of. “It will be there tomorrow” , she will say. I too often forget, so I thank the both of you for the reminder!!

    Comment by Diamond Cambareri — October 30, 2012 @ 6:47 pm

  2. You make this world a better place Karen! Thank you for sharing your words with us.

    Comment by Colleen — October 31, 2012 @ 11:34 am

  3. I rarely come to your site, unfortunately. When I do come I know it was the right thing to do. I am always reminded that this very moment is this, just this. I have been loving my new, first grandchild, and telling him he is buddha, perfect and complete, lacking nothing. I wonder why I cannot remember that when my life is spiraling into craziness?

    What a crazy life. Thank you for your words.

    Comment by Jude Smith — November 2, 2012 @ 1:22 pm

  4. Ditto.. sounds just like my days. (although I’m usually teaching the yoga classes rather than participating in them) I agree, first thing in the morning, silent house is a prime time. Love your site!

    Comment by FlyingYogini — November 3, 2012 @ 4:39 pm

  5. My attention always increases after reading your posts!

    Comment by Michael — November 5, 2012 @ 11:46 am

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