Aware

What is not there is there when you let go of your expectations

Beware, keep alert: for you do not know when the time will come. Mark 13:33.

I have always loved this text. From the old days when I was more of a conservative, fire and brimstone, slayed in the blood of the lamb Christian to now as a more mindfulness based mental health clinician, this text offers a lot. I want to focus on the latter, looking at this text from a mindfulness point of view. keep alert. What does this mean? How have our senses become dulled in this 21st century world?

The poet Rumi once wrote: “Your mind, this glove of awareness, is a starry universe. When you push with your feet, a thousand new roads become clear.”

How often have you gone looking for your keys, not finding them, and then after an extensive search, only to find them where you started looking? In this post, I want to explore the spiritual practices of attention and being present.

I talk often as a therapist about the heart – mind connection. I observe that today, too many people are not connected with their bodies. People are crushed by their anxiety, distracted by their phones, and betrayed by the illusions of the influencer. Most people I encounter are not in their bodies. They are on autopilot, thinking or even worrying about the next thing, and reacting to what every arises in their path. Can we slow down?

Can we slow down?

I spent time this morning at Mount Saint Benedict Monastery for the annual Oblate Day gathering. In monastic spirituality, lectio or divine reading is a significant part of the contemplative experience. In this morning’s worship, the Psalms, readings, and canticles were sung. After Psalm or reading was sung, there was a long, pregnant pause to ruminate on the words brought into the consciousness. As a student of this way of reading for the better part of my life, I find the scriptures to be more meaningful, resonating long after the words have been spoken much like a bell still resonates after it has been struck. In the lecture after, the speaker talked about how engaging in a group or a classroom setting while in the round slows the moment down and makes the moment more intentional. As a mental health clinician who has led many groups, I too have found that the intentionality that comes from a group in the round can be profound.

The spiritual practice of awareness

Awareness is most related to the spiritual practices of attention and being present.

Being Present

Being present is hard in our digitally distracting world. There are so many things vying for our attention, that it may seem impossible to just sit for a moment and be in the moment. This morning, as I was sitting waiting in the quiet spaces for morning prayer and during lectio, I was practicing my breathing, focusing on my breath, listening to prayers that have been recited for thousands of years and for the women in the room, hundreds of years collectively among them all. This sacred space, this chapel held these still quiet moments.

We can begin to cultivate these still small moments of presence among us in three ways:

  • Firstly, create reminders to be present in places where you can see them. I often am handing out 4×6 cards to my clients or encourage them to place sticky notes in places like a bathroom mirror or on a cabinet in the kitchen to be more present. A few years back, when I failed to complete a 100k foot race, I placed the failed race bib above my coffee maker so I had to see it every day so that I had a reminder of what I was training for the next year.

  • Secondly, have sacred or spiritual spaces in your home. This can be a picture of a loved one, a picture of a special place in which you like to return to like a garden or a natural space or your family home.

  • Thirdly, and most importantly, do not rush. The slower you are, the more awareness there will be in your actions. But if you rush, an auto-pilot mode will come on. At an advanced stage, you will be able to take fast action with awareness, but not when you are only starting out in being present.

Attention

Let us close our discussion then with a look at the spiritual practice of attention. On a bike trip this summer with my then 13-year-old (now 14), I rode a 20 plus year-old recumbent bike that was not appropriate for the distance we rode. It rode fine, but it would often go to where you looked due to handlebars and the weird wheelbase it had. This was a design flaw that was well known for this bike. We survived, but throughout the ride, I was reminded of this spiritual practice. Epictetus tells us that you become what you give your attention to.

The spiritual practice of attention enhances our awareness, balances our distractions, and counters our stressors. In the broader scope, attention is just another word for mindfulness. In my practice as a mental health clinician, my often-asked question is why? Secondly, to this is where? Why are you feeling this experience and where are you feeling it? Too often, we get entangled with our suffering, and we lose sight of the beauty around us. It often quoted that Fred Rogers would say in troubled times, look for the helpers. In the midst of the most terrible experiences, there can be glimmers of beauty. If we bring our awareness and attention to these moments, and then focus on them, they can lessen the bad times. Please understand here, that I am not saying they will go away, but your burden may be eased.

Being more attentive allows us moments of grace, gratitude, evidence of our connection with others and if your tradition follows it, an awareness of the Holy Spirit moving within your situation.

Look around

It is a beautiful fall day as I write this. As I stepped out of my car last night coming home from work, it was warmer than usual this far north in October. The air smelled like fall and there was a hint of rain in the smell. Sure enough, it was raining today, and the remaining fall colors were saturated with beauty. All this beauty surrounded me today. And yet there are wars, people dying, people starving and people not able to pay their bills and feed their children. But there are these moments of beauty. What you choose to lean into determines how you suffer. Sure, it is not easy when everything is falling apart, but those moments do exist … if you look around.

Namaste

Joy

This weekend we celebrated my mom and dad’s 50th anniversary. To watch these two over the entirety of my life has been a model for what a relationship should look like. Whether it was making out in the kitchen, telling dirty jokes to each other, doing dishes together or talking about finances together, Sue and Jerry have been a model for healthy relationships.

In reflecting on how this party played out, I am refelctive this Monday on two ideas: Sisu, the Finnish art of courage and how it relates to relationship and Joy and the spiritual practice of Joy.

From Joanna Nylund’s book around the topic of Sisu, she offers that Sisu in relationships looks like this:

  • Always show respect
  • Don’t keep tabs
  • Give each other freedom
  • Work from your strenghts

Joy as a spiritual practice enhances one’s happiness and can counter or balance sadness and sorrow. As a practice it can help one grow in delight in being alive. It is our response to happiness and experiences of pleasures and an overall awareness of abundance (Brussat).

We all laughed this evening, sharing stories of yesteryear, looking at old photos and laughing at how young we all were.

Sue and Jerry are a couple that seem to have broken the mold. While not always getting it right, they consistently have shown their children and family how to be in a relationship and how to keep joy alive. Consistenly, in the pictures of yesterday compared to today, you see the same goofiness, the same smiles, the same laughter. Dad reiterated to me how him and mom were a team, in a separate conversation, Mom said the same thing in different words.

Joy also watching a 1 year old eat his first s’more

I have written on the cocept of Mudita before, but simply it is the practice of pure joy. Mudita is described as an inner wellspring of joy that is always available, in all circumstances. It is extended to all beings, not just to those close to you. In cultivating this type of joy, one “begins with a cheerful person who is a good friend. Contemplate this cheerfulness with appreciation and let it fill you. When this state of sympathetic joy is strong, then direct it toward a dearly loved person, a “neutral” person, and a person who causes difficulty.

The next stage is to develop impartiality among the four–the loved one, the neutral person, the difficult person and oneself. And then sympathetic joy is extended on behalf of all beings”(O’Brien, 2018).

Whether it is a one year old or a couple of 70ish year olds, we can all practice joy if we slow down and begin to live intentionally. To laugh is to live, but secondly to this is to live intentionally and really see the other around us. Who is in our space, how are we really creating meaning for them? And for those of us who have intimate partners, how are we creating meaning, purpose and working towards creating shared meaning with them? I think Sisu offers us a blueprint and Sue and Jerry give us a an example.

Namaste

References:

Brussat (n.d.). Joy. Spirituality and Practice. https://www.spiritualityandpractice.com/practices/alphabet/view/17/joy

Nylund, J. (2018). Sisu: The Finnish Art of Courage. Running Press Adult.

O’Brien, B. (2018, August 25). Mudita: The Buddhist Practice of Sympathetic Joy Finding Happiness in the Good Fortune of Others. Learning Religions. Retrieved August 21, 2023, from https://www.learnreligions.com/mudita-sympathetic-joy-449704

Reflections of a Middle Age Dad

It is odd what one encounters in the woods. Sometimes it is the relics of civilization’s past. Today however, it was child’s toy train.
The changing of the seasons like life often surprises us with how quickly it is upon us. This reminds us that we must die to our false self, cling to our true self and be open to the shifts, the ebbs and flows of life all around us- no matter how complicated this may be.
Peace is the practice of flow. Peace is an inner state of well-being and calm. With the practice of peace, we can cultivate nonviolence, cooperation and conflict resolution in our lives, our family and our community.
An old railroad tunnel in a state of collapse. Life, while we can see the path before us, sometimes we cannot look back because the collapse of friendships, hardships, failed ventures. Don’t look back, you are not going that way.

The next two pictures are a visual representation of life. Here, I am reminded of the importance of being present and being patient. Being present in the spiritual life always has a double meaning. There’s present, as in here, in attendance. And there’s present, as in now, a moment of time. What is the spiritual practice of being present? Being here now (quoted from Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat).

Life, if it was easy, everyone would be doing it. Jesus, in his wilderness experience faced all challenges with an open, patient mind. He appears to consider thoughtfully and unselfishly the path before him and the implications of his choices. This appears to be rooted in his Judaism and is vastly different than the way we today as Christians have become self entitled and individualized.

While I do not believe this is a guide tree, it is known that the native people, past travelers would bend trees to guide future travelers to water, direction of travel and shelter. When we cultivate an awareness of God’s presence in our lives, the guideposts will begin to appear.

Appalachian Trail – Connecticut- June 2023

This turned out to be quite the adventure, one that ultimately did not happen as planned.

Incline in Pittsburgh, Pa on or around June 29th
For Gaylordsville, CT, near our start point

My daughter and I had planned to hike the Connecticut section of the Appalachian Trail this year and the planning and training went really well. Our emergency plan did not include a forest fire in Canada smoking us out.

Our trip was planned for June 30- July 4, 2023. We had a full travel and staging day planned for June 29th. As we drove across New York, it became abundantly clear(or not in the case of the smoke) that we were driving into a problem. We regularly checked the air quality, and as we got closer to Connecticut, it was not getting better, in fact, it was getting worse. The winds Thursday- Saturday were predicted to be in the 2 mph range out of the south and west, essentially sitting the smoke right where we needed to go. The prediction for our hike Friday and Saturday was 24 miles of hiking in dangerous air quality. The next three days following that was storms. In an 11th hour decision, at 1900 on Thursday night, I made the decision to cancel the hike.

Cancelling the hike did not solve all the problems. Namely, we had just driven 8 hours to hike and spent several hundred dollars on equipment, food and lodging. What were we to do? Oh, and it was Fourth of July weekend. Fortunately, I was able to find a reasonable campground and we decided to car camp the weekend and section hike sections of the trail we were planning to hike.

Hemlock Hill Camping Resort- great little campground. It was really meant for resident campers. It was not real tourist friendly, with only two toilet facilities that were a long way away from our campsite. It served the purpose though and was clean.

https://hemlockhillcampresort.com/

Two photos: the bright one is on Thursday and the darker on is the same spot on Friday. We ultimately were happy with our decision

On Friday, we were not able to complete a single planned hike. On our first attempt, we made it about .80 miles before Faith’s asthma started bothering her and she began experience labored breathing. We would instead bum around the area and checked out a cool museum dedicated to old machinery.

We went back to Kent Falls and explored the whole trail. We wore face masks and these seemed to help with breathing issues
There are stone walls everywhere. This was an elaborate retaining wall that was part of a larger stone wall that must have been someone’s property 200+ years ago
The Skinner Engine Company was just down the road from my grandparents house
My grandpa worked Bucyrus Erie and may have had a hand in building this machine

Day 3 – Saturday

We planned several hikes and again were thwarted by bad air, mileage was bit longer today, but air quality was still not good.

Privy at Belter’s campsite on the AT. We were suppose to stay here on day 3 of the hike
This would be the first hike we planned on and actually conpleted

Day 4 – finally some real mileage. Today we completed 10.89 miles of hiking. Rain came through overnight and air quality was much more improved.

This hike was guided by about 100 red efts
Mary Moore Preserve

https://sharonlandtrust.org/featured_item/mary-moore-preserve/

Old cabin from the 50’s at the Emily Winthrop Miles Wildlife Santuary

https://ct.audubon.org/centers/sharon-audubon-center

Rattlesnake posing with a daisy
Pine Knob via Appalachian Trail Loop on AllTrails

https://www.alltrails.com/trail/us/connecticut/pine-knob-via-appalachian-trail-loop?sh=054eqz

Day 4- Sunday July 2

It was our plan to at least get the last planned hike that would have closed off our Connecticut AT thru hike. Because of where the state line is in Connecticut/ Massachusetts, our original plan was hike 46 miles to Salisbury, Connecticut, camp in a parking lot there and then tackle the 46 mile Bear Mountain loop which was about 6 miles. Today, we finished our Connecticut adventure with this hike.

The Bear Mountain loop was incredibly beautiful. It was also very wet, often a creek running through the trail.
Bear Mountain Trail on AllTrails
https://www.alltrails.com/trail/us/connecticut/bear-mountain-trail?sh=054eqz

https://www.alltrails.com/trail/us/connecticut/bear-mountain-trail?sh=054eqz

This was the best we could do at the summit of Bear Mountain, the summit was too clouded over

Coming down Bear Mountain, clockwise, you have to descend some very steep terrain. Here, Faith is walking down a waterfall which was the trail
Sate line!

There was a lot of water running through this section. I would rate this trail a 10/10 in hikeability. Just difficult enough to be challenging but over as soon as you start feeling like you have had enough. A lot of info said go counterclockwise on this trail. I would go clockwise to do the seep stuff last.

The food.

This was supposed to be a backpacking trip and we did not anticipate car camping. We did not have the full car camping box packed and this is something I plan to rectify soon. Out cooking means were two butane stoves and a grill. We made it work and at just fine. We also found some great ice cream and baked goods, the best part of any adventure.

Little Ben and Jerry’s
$5 for one scoop, it was a big scoop and definitely worth the price. At Arethusa Farm Dairy in Bant, Connecticut

https://www.arethusafarm.com/new-index

Big Ben and Jerry’s

The lesson

It is okay to bail on an adventure. In this case like our Pa/ Maryland hike a few years ago, the trail will always be there, there is always next time. We made the best out of a bad situation and we had a great time.

The biggest lesson was spend time with your kids. My wife and I are in the final years of having our kids at home. As a family therapist, I always tell my clients that it is our job to creat meaning for our children. This trip was all about meaning making and bonding with my amazing 16 year old. The wrinkles only go where the smiles have been.

GAP Trail Take 2

This trip started with my then 12 year old that she would like to do part of the GAP trail after my adventure on it and the C and O trail. I told her we could do anything and we decided together to do two days from Pittsburgh to Ohiopyle this year. That was until I came across this article about a 13 year old and her dad doing the Great Divide route:

https://www.singletracks.com/community/this-13-year-old-bikepacked-the-entire-great-divide-route-and-shes-not-done-exploring/

So I did what any other dad would do, I told Sarah if a 13 year old can 2700 miles with her dad, I think we can do 150 on the Great Allegheny Passage, without blinking an eye, she said, “sure, whatever you think” and with that, it was on.

It was decided that logistically and weather wise, that Fathers Day weekend 2023 would work best. For the best experience for a first time long distance experience, it was decided that we would stay in hostels and bed and breakfasts.

Training commenced mid spring 2023 with Sarah quickly moving from 20 to 30 and then to 40 mile single day rides. A two day training ride of 80 miles was planned and we were able to complete 70 of this due to time constraints.

To make the adventure more adventurous, I decided to dust off my twenty five ish year old vintage Bike E recumbent bike. Check out this link to find out about this now defunct bike brand:

https://bicycleman.com/brands-we-dont-stock/bikee-recumbents/

Day 1- Pittsburgh to West Newton, Pa – 36 miles

No epic adventure can happen without a hearty breakfast from Flips Cafe in Edinboro Pa

This is called the Dad Bod pancake. It has sliced almonds, chocolate chips and diced bacon in it. It is topped off with a peanut butter sauce, 10/10

After a rough night of sleep, I was up early and then Sarah was up and soon we were tucking into breakfast and then on the road.

We made into Pittsburgh around 0930 and were on the go by 1000. There was a bit of a detour in Pittsburgh this year, but it was pretty easy to get around. Some people don’t like all the city noise and industrial views, but I really like the juxtaposition of the noise and the eventual calm of the woods.

Obligatory Point Fountain Selfie
Obligatory picture of the start plaque
Hot Metal Bridge
The Fly Overs
Red Falls taken by Sarah
Night 1, West Newton, Bright Morning Bed and Breakfast

Day 2- West Newton to Ohiopyle – 44 miles

Day 2 started at 0630 with the usual chores of getting water bladders filled, applying sunscreen and repacking bags. We would take our bags to the front porch of our B and B and await breakfast. I had coffee with one of the other guests and we talked bike touring until breakfast at 0730. Today would be our longest day.

Breakfast was hearty and it beat trail food and instant coffee. I could get used to this kind of bike packing. Blueberry pancakes, mixed fruit and a sausage and egg scramble washed down with coffee.

We would get on the trail around 0830 and again I learned about trusting trail provided bike pumps. I had one, but it was old and did not work that well. I almost flatted my front tire and memories of last years ride came haunting back. Fortunately, another rider let me use his and I was back in business.

If you have never ridden the GAP trail before, from about West Newton to the Eastern Continental divide, it is a solid, long wall of climbing. Yesterday, we were riding around 10 miles an hour, today, being a day tired and with an old, recumbent, I was pushing 6-7 by the end of the day. My 13 year old pushed me all day.

I have made a point in this trip to take different photos when possible. Here ate a few:

An old coal processing plant
Great Gorge as taken by Sarah
Brisket nachos and beer, nom, nom, nom

GAP day 3- Ohiopyle to Meyersdale, Pa 42.41 miles

If in Ohiopyle, you have to stop here, the food is fabulous
Sarah looking murderously at her breakfast bagel. She actually did this to all her food on this trip.
Vintage tinted picture of me for my kids to use of me when I am gone
Lunch on the trail: Nutella, tortillas, dried fruit and Picky Bars, and lots of water
Hogweed
Mountain Laurel in bloom
Salisbury Viaduct
Meyersdale Maple Festival Fairground
Converted my 13 year old to pepperoni and pineapple

Today would be a long slog. Sarah was tired, my bike was heavy and was not real fabulous at maneuvering. The long climb continued. Not a lot to see, just a lot of green and lot’s of wildflowers. The mountain laurel was in bloom. We made a pit stop in Confluence at the only store on the trail licensed to sell GAP shirts, it was an inconvenience, but nothing too hard.

GAP day 4- Meyersdale, Pa to Cumberland, MD- the end of the trail. -32.33 miles

Final pack up
Donges Drive Inn, a must stop in Meyersdale, Pa
Blueweed
Moth mullen
Eastern Continental Duvide
13 mile post with the 13 year old striking what she calls her 13 year old pose
Mile 0 Cumberland, MD
Done!

I will never claim to be the world’s greatest dad. I have made more mistakes and I unfortunately spent too much time as an authoritarian parent. Once I became a therapist, I learned how to parent better, from the authoritative model, a statistically proven way of parenting.

It is my belief that it is the parents job to create meaning for their children. If you don’t create meaning, the children will create their own meaning, often resulting in trouble.

Thirteen is a pivotal year of development. The job here is to begin to formulate a stronger sense of self and move towards actualizing oneself. This hopefully for Sarah was a journey of self discovery.

For me, I confirmed that a 25+ year old recumbent bike that went out of business because of warranty recalls was not the greatest idea. Unwieldy and heavy, it made it through and I am glad to have done it.