Resting Deeply

Until lately when I have paid attention to my need to rest deeply, I have assumed that all I needed was that elusive good night’s sleep or two, or maybe an hour sitting in my chair reading a book, or maybe watching a movie.  But I’ve been confused.  There’s a fundamental part of resting I have missed for years. Continue reading

Mindfulness and Stroke Recovery

Many people are talking about mindfulness these days, and through careful investigation researchers are showing the potential for mindfulness to help a whole series of health and wellness challenges.  Could mindfulness be applied to stroke recovery?  Yes, it could, and practicing mindfulness as we work with stroke recovery can be very helpful.

What is mindfulness and how would it be helpful?  Continue reading

Persistence, Not Pressure

Persistence is very important in stroke recovery.   To support our recoveries, we have to be motivated, really want to recover and work hard consistently over the long term.   Our brains and bodies must know that recovery matters to us and that we will continue to pay attention to helping ourselves.  Setting goals, making schedules, making commitments to ourselves and keeping them – all of this makes a big difference.

Persistence is not the same thing as pressure, however.  Continue reading

Coming Home

house in heart

In a talk she gave called on lovingkindness Tara Brach, a wonderful teacher in Washington, DC, quoted a bumper sticker she had seen.   She said, “If I lived in my heart, I’d be home right now.”  I like this bumper sticker very much.

I keep thinking about this quote, asking myself,  “Where am I at home?”  Continue reading

Turning Towards

The other day I was talking to a delightful six-year old. He was telling me that the bread I had given him with his dinner was crunchy.   I explained to him that when I was in the kitchen with his mother I was having such an interesting conversation with her that I had forgotten about the bread and left it in the oven too long. Grinning up at me with that irrepressible smile of his, he said, “Is my mama to blame?” I said, “No. No one’s to blame.” He said, “Are you to blame?”   I said, “No. No one’s to blame.” Then he said with a twinkle in his eye, “Then the oven’s to blame!” Continue reading