What is reflection?

“Pondering … insight … contemplation … musing …mirroring …

back scattering …

Rumination “(I like that one, like a cow chewing on cud)

“Light and heat sent back from a surface without absorbing it”

Taking time to pause ;

and allowing yourself to come to a stop

Stilling your mind

and soul

creating a calm space

to breathe in deeply … filling your ribcage …. letting those intercostal muscles actually stretch down and out for a change.Try it now , yes, right as you sit reading this … deep stretching breaths.

Why doesn’t anyone ever want the super power of a snail?

Some people call it mindfulness – “a mental state achieved by focusing ones awareness on the present moment, while calmly, acknowledging and accepting ones feelings, thoughts and bodily sensations as a therapeutic technique.”

Part of my becoming more self-aware was in writing poetry, slowing down and letting the words that wanted to be shared combine themselves in the order they desired.  Just letting them flow onto the page in the immediate order of encountering them. Just like this ….

Reflections 
A representation of what exists on one plane
in reality.
A mirror that is sometimes perfect – often unclear.
A stillness – a tranquillity – a gentleness.
a peace
Life captured – portrayed- presented
for all who look to see –
So easy to go unnoticed if rushing by-
Yet …beautiful;
If a pause allows appreciation.
My reflection – what do I see?
A tired face but a glad heart;
A weary body, but a buoyant spirit.
For the beauty of life; days;
Wonders of opportunity; treasures;
Small seeds; sprouting forth; birthing life;
Potential …
Hope resounding hope.
Lives interwoven; threads overriding;
Interlocking; meshing;
Forming a tapestry of personalities-
Each significant; some unknown; few revealed.
Tranquillity;
Refreshing clarity;
Purpose
Passion
Contained in life
Represented
Captured so perfectly
In my reflection.
First written in 2004

Being outdoors is a good place to begin self-reflection and mindfulness, I’ve never met anyone who disliked being outside, (maybe you don’t or maybe you know someone who doesn’t, I’d be intrigued to know why?). Cranky babies usually calm down, bored children suddenly begin to create, explore; imagination comes alive when outside.

(Still not convinced – here’s an article to persuade you) https://www.womanandhome.com/health-and-wellbeing/therapist-and-coach-outdoor-sessions-328688/?fbclid=IwAR04VaycD4yBRl7e3gBTjqvElf7QtYKvFjycbs9f1f6CTqXcuS

Published by thrivezim

I'm a lover of free verse poetry and cups of tea. The quickest way to energise me is to give me a moment under open sky, preferably in a garden. I love beautiful trees and Purple Crested Lourie birds and making school come alive for my students.

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