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“Sunday Sermon” is a post I write periodically based on conversations I had with my mom growing up (read more below). My mom passed away on a beautiful October day last year. That morning, she ate a delicious breakfast (her favorite meal of the day), read poetry with her two best friends . . . then off she went.
As my sister said, she probably felt she could be more help to us kids in our messy middle-aged lives if she was up There instead of down here. My sister was right. That would have been so “Mom.”
This morning she delivered her Sunday Sermon to me, just in time for Easter. No joke. A random encounter with a stranger on a path I walk every morning let me know she had something to say.
And . . . she knows it’s Easter, so she made is short, sweet, and hopeful.
As I walked my normal route this morning, a gentleman approached from the opposite direction—-baggy shorts, sweat jacket unzipped to reveal a wrinkled t-shirt, white socks pulled up high on his calf. He was lumbering a bit, but making it happen.
Walkers are friendly people and I’m in the wellness business, so I caught his eye and greeted him . . .
“Good morning! How are you?” I said.
For a moment, nothing but the hint of a cordial smile. Then as we passed each other . . .
“Uh . . . well . . . I’m recovering.” (then a chuckle)
You all know how I feel about people making an effort . . .
“Excellent!” I said, “It sounds like you’re moving in the right direction!”
I couldn’t help but think as I continued on my walk, “Aren’t we all in recovery mode in some area of our life?”
If we see life and wellness as a natural, shifting continuum between RELAPSE and RECOVERY, we can begin to let go of perfection and practice the art of “No big deal” made famous by my favorite writer, Pema Chodron.
It keeps us from digging the hole even deeper, and can help us see we are always one simple action step away from getting back on track.
Where are you on the continuum today? And what can you do to move back in the direction of wellness? I’d love to know.
Feel good. Be well.
Meg (and mom!)
About Sunday Sermon: Sunday Sermon is a tribute to my beautiful 89 (forever) year old mom, who was teaching me about wellness before the word was part of our daily lexicon. She used to give me long “lectures” on life–as only a mother can do–while we shared breakfast at Harry’s Luncheonette in Princeton. When she was finished talking, I’d often laugh and say, “Thanks for the sermon, mom. Does that mean I don’t have to go to church on Sunday?” When I stumble on a wellness thought and take the time to write about it for fun and personal insight, it makes me think of those good times.