Today is day two of
Present Tense, an exploration of how various wonderful, wise women work to be more present in their daily lives.
I am honored today to share the words of Heather of the Extraordinary Ordinary. Heather’s blog has become one of my most cherished. She truly does as the title says: she celebrates the extraordinary in ordinary life. She highlights small moments, like dancing in the kitchen with her sons, that, while seemingly minor, are in fact the very stuff of Life. Heather’s posts are pure poetry: she identifies, with lucid and lyrical prose, the beauty in the everyday. She has an incredible ability to hone in on the stuff that really matters, to speak of the mystical as expressed through the mudane, to radiate gratitude even when talking about normal everyday life. She reminds me, every single time I read her, to look around and see how fortunate I am.
Heather commented on
my post last week, sharing her own difficulties with being present. To me, as a reader, her writing radiates presence – isn’t that where the luminous details come from? – so I was surprised to hear that she felt this way. I wanted to learn more. And, lucky for us, she agreed to participate in my project.
1. When have you felt most present? Are there specific memories that stand out for you?
I’ve been most present during my life’s greatest trials and greatest joys. I can so vividly remember these moments. Intense emotions due to tragedies or joys, their imprint is so vivid.I do think emotion has so much to do with being present. In times of trials or tragedies or great joys, you can make the choice as to whether or not you’re going to feel, it’s so powerful. To be present in the daily grind would mean being in touch emotionally all the time, and that’s terribly difficult. At least for me.
You know, something like:Life + emotional connection = being present (seeing life for the beautiful thing it is meant to be for your heart and soul)
2. Do you have rituals or patterns that you use to remind you to Be Here Now?
I put notes around my house that speak to that. I also carry around a little binder of recipe cards. They’re filled with quotes and scriptures that renew me, remind me to live fully, etc.I don’t know if this applies, but I also use a timer. It helps me stay on track with my ADD/busy mind. I set it for a certain amount of time and when it goes off, I stop what I’m (frantically and sporadically) doing that doesn’t really matter and I play with my boys. It’s hard for me, this being present in play thing, so I have to be disciplined about it in order for it to ever happen. Funny thing is, I always feel the most joyful about life when I do it even though it doesn’t come naturally to me.
So I guess: Life + discipline = being present
3. Do you have specific places or people that you associate with being particularly present? Who? Where? Any idea why?
Yes. One example is my friends, Kyle and Kelly. Their home is incredibly peaceful (and not just because they don’t have kids). I don’t know exactly why, but I’ve attributed it to their choice to live that way, simply. No clutter, clean lines and spaces, etc. But it’s also THEM. They are the most approachable, understanding, unconditional people, and the sense when you go to their house is that they genuinely want you there. Because they don’t do things out of duty or obligation or people-pleasing, but instead they follow their hearts and gladly spend time with people who they connect with. I want to be like them when I grow up.
From them I’ve learned: Life + being completely authentic = being present
4. Have you ever meditated? How did that go?
I could seriously copy your exact same answer here. Monkey brain to the max. And they keep switching branches and it’s so overwhelming and distracting. So meditation is hard for me too. I consider my hopeful thoughts to be prayers though, and I do have a whole lot of visionary thought. But to sit still and completely leave it all in peace…nope. When I sit down to pray, I mostly just sit there thinking. Sometimes putting myself in a position of prayer helps, like kneeling by the bed, but even then I forget what I was doing there. (I realize I’m thinking of prayer while thinking of “meditation,” but I guess that’s what it is for me.)
I have no little formula here, except for perhaps:Monkey brain + medication = being present š
5. Has having children changed how you think about the effort to be present?
OH MY YES. On many levels. I want to be present so badly WITH THEM. I have a friend whose Mom was and is always really good at being present. Her brain could multi-task. So she’d be folding piles of laundry while having a meaningful connection with her daughters, rather than acting a tad annoyed at “having” to do both. Being present with my boys looks like that, I think…peaceful and safe, open and understanding.
I don’t know how much it even has to do with playing with them, but it has more to do with exchanging my fear of being vulnerable (yes, even with my own children) for the ability to remain in intimate connection with them, rather than fearing it a bit, like it means I’m going to get hurt. That’s my pattern in human relationship, that became clear through having kids. I pull back to protect myself and it makes no sense to me, and it breaks my heart.
Yes, Love + vulnerability = being present
6. And just cause Iām curious, what books and songs do you love?
OH BOY. Ready for a list? Some of my favorite books: While I Was Gone by Sue Miller. Anything Anne Lamott has written. A book called Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers (I was so moved by this book because it paints such an amazing picture of God’s love, but through a fiction couple. I needed that book because I had a very skewed perception of God, and believed a lot of things I had done left me unworthy or ugly somehow. This book started the journey toward NOT thinking that way, which helps me make strides toward being less shameful and more present.)
As for songs, there are many for many different reasons. Along the lines of being present, there’s one called I Just Showed Up by Sara Groves “I just showed up for my own life, and I’m standing here taking it in and it sure looks bright.” It’s about spinning your wheels, unless you’re being present of course :)Another one of her songs I love that applies to this is called Kingdom Coming. It’s about the purpose of life being more about the little things we do in love, opening our hearts and our homes…”it’s a little stone, it’s a little mortar, it’s a little seed, it’s a little bit of water…in our hearts” It’s about choosing not to live in fear of loving, basically.
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So, Heather. I love your concrete suggestions, like the timer. I’ve just started reading Harry Potter to my daughter, a couple of chapters a night and I am finding, truly, for the first time in my life as a mother, that the minutes melt away. Part of it is my excitement at the way she is falling for the story’s magic, but I am also letting myself lean into the moment, glancing at her earnest little face, seeing the words on the page, hearing them again for the second time as I read aloud. I imagine the timer sort of functions like this: removes the immediate checking-of-clock because you know that it will go off. For the time within the timer, you can be fully present, as I am at Hogwarts.
I also like the way you keep notes and a binder of quotations, words, and scripture with you. Similarly, I treasure a handmade, hand-written book of poetry and quotations; whenever I feel sad or lost I open it at random and immediately find myself somewhat comforted.
You say two things that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about. The first is that you cannot always be completely engaged, that that would mean “being in touch emotionally all the time, and that’s terribly difficult.” I’ve been thinking about this, and even
described a similar feeling myself this week.
I am heartened to hear you not only admit that you wouldn’t want to be fully present every single minute , but to embrace and normalize it. It is supremely encouraging to hear someone I respect so completely say this. Perhaps some of us are sensitive enough that full-blown presence is like staring into the sun. We can’t do it all the time. And, to hear you say it, that doesn’t have to mean anything bad. Maybe it’s just that for us, “presence” means something really open, and that is not feasible all the time.
The other thing you say that has lodged in my head is the notion that perhaps you shy away from authentic presence out of a fear of being vulnerability. This resonates strongly with me. Do we avoid being really conscious and engaged for fear of true intimacy? Perhaps. I have been called on that before by a close friend, and I fought it for a while before realizing it was true.
Heather, this is a place where your words on the page belie your own self-description. Your blog posts are so intimate, so open, speaking of and from your heart with a clarity and candor that is tremendously moving. And yet you say you fear vulnerability. Is it easier to be that way in words on the page than in person? I think that is true for me.
Can we be afraid of intimacy even with our own children? Yes, I think so, as you say. Maybe theirs is the most terrifying intimacy of all, because it is threaded, from the very beginning, with their departures.
Heather, thank you for your comments, both specific and supreme in scale. I have much to think about. And I am grateful every day for your presence in the blogosphere – and in the world! – your voice sings often in my head, reminding me of the kind of mother and person I want to be. Thank you.