Mindful living is gracefully gliding through the turbulent air of life. It’s steadily riding the waves with balance and ease. A smooth conversation with reality one moment to the next. One unfettered, continuous movement. Like water flowing down a stream, caressing the rocks on its path, It follows the natural way of things. An elegant dance with the present. A delicate balance between giving and taking. Light and supple, this being ultimately becomes effortless. Rather than impose, dominate or resist, it surrenders. Yes, it knows that forcefulness will only drive it further into the depths of delusion. Only by letting go does it truly get. Releasing the ego’s precious illusion of control. Asking instead of answering. Listening instead of speaking. It knows with the utmost certainty of spirit that it does not know. So it loosens its grasp, sinks into the current of life, and gives itself away to its liberating pull. And at that moment, it unleashes an unending journey into the unknown territory deep within itself - that place from which life can, at last, be lived fully. Mindful living slowly unfolds. Like a baby in the womb or a caterpillar in its cocoon. It follows no agenda, no rules. The mind calms. The heart opens. At their own pace. And this process finds nourishment in practice. To soften the edges and fill the holes. To bathe in tenderness. To soak up the solace of stillness. To stare straight into the two eyes of the present and directly experience the addicting taste of life alive, of life awake. Here lies the land of both-and. Where possibility abounds and spaciousness eternally expands. Where everything emerges, is seen, and is held - until its impermanence is unveiled. It’s the realm of renewal and the home of healing. The source of spontaneity and vivid dreaming. And it does not take itself too seriously because it has learned what it means to truly breathe. To dance, to sing, to laugh, to weep! Now and forever, it savors this sensuous world with amazement and awe. Mindful living is bodyful living. It is learning to inhabit this uniquely human vessel, with curiosity, intimacy, gratitude. It is fiercely rooted. With each step, it kisses the grounding Earth, and with each sensation it showers in the sweet rawness of life, Gently seeing - and feeling - that it too is Nature. Above all else, it hungers for relationship and craves connection. Resting on the cushions of courage and vulnerability, it meets at any distance and invites in. Its door never closes, and its widening welcome mat is always there. Inside, its heart’s devotion is not to fix but rather to listen, to understand, to care. Clothed with patience and compassion, it tends to pain and sees the inherent goodness overflowing within. Mindful living sows the seeds for mindful action. With time, it learns to set boundaries by asserting its Yes’s and its No’s. It takes a stance. It speaks its truth. It realizes its inexhaustible inner well of wise energy, and channels it towards the wellbeing of all. Towards justice and peace. Thus, by freeing itself it frees the world. In the end, mindful living is called to welcome every moment of reality with open arms. Like the shining sun, it does not discriminate. It warmly embraces life with all its color, complexity, and corruption. And by some irrational touch of grace, the joys and the sorrows, the light and the dark, the birth and the death, the me and the you, slowly fade away - revealing the true nature of abundant Love.