“When you realize nothing is lacking, the whole world belongs to you.”
~ Lao Tzu

I place the pieces together end to end, following the rough diagram - using part common sense, part intuition. Femur into Tibia; Scapula into Humerus; layers of wood that seem not to belong, now layered - resting upon each other, slowly taking form as a human skull. It is my daughters’ anatomy lesson and we are constructing the human skeleton from little pieces of carefully cut out wood. I have glue on my fingers from trying to get the finer pieces to hold. There is that pungent smell from the glue in the air, along with the drawn out silence of deep concentration, followed by occasional huffs and fits of exasperation as the pieces slip out of place.

This week is a week of mindfulness for me. My practice has slipped out of place, much like the skeleton’s vertebra and I will need a substance stronger then glue to get it back - discipline, something sadly no shop sells. My daily practice begins with being present in my body and scanning each part. Focusing on the breath, releasing tension. The idea is to be non judgmental, a detached observer. To just acknowledge each sensation, thought, feeling.

The day unfolds gently and I am to be in each moment fully. I do the washing, I clean the kitchen, I answer emails, catch up on clients, construct a skeleton and that is all I do in that moment. My intention this week is to focus on being rather then doing. To be content in the now, without focusing too much on the future. It is the answer to long term sanity, yet it is not an easy thing to do, this being mindful, far easier to build a skeleton.

I avoid the rushing and the multitasking, the worrying and the analysing, past-times that have become too commonplace in this crazy world. I know all this, I teach classes on it and guide others, yet each day I am reminded that I am student too. Each time we come to our Yoga mats or meditation cushions, it is as if it is the first time. Our experiences are never the same. I know that this can test our resolve, it can feel frustrating when it seems there is no progress, or nothing is being attained. I know too that it is often when we feel we are failing at something, that we are learning the most, evolving into something stronger and wiser then before. Just before it seems all is lost, magic occurs. Moments of clarity, glimpses of truth and an appreciation of beauty and our place in the world.

The last piece slides in to place and the skeleton is complete, little pieces of layered wood staring back at me.