When I checked to see what today’s meditation was, I was happy to discover it was this particular practice.
Why? Because when I started clergy training, I adopted the practice of morning and evening reflections through the lens of Norse/Germanic runes. I’d draw a stave in the morning, reflect on its nature, and try to view the events of my day through that rune’s lens. In the evening, I’d draw another stave and reflect/consider the day’s past events through the lens of the new rune.
This practice became very special to me, and the results of this work have stayed with me longer than most other lessons. So impactful are these morning and evening times of reflection, I’ve kept the practice going long after completing the training part of the work.
Seneca committed to keeping, “... constant watch over (himself) and - most usefully - (putting) each day up for review.” He offers that “evil” originates because of the lack of self-reflection, and chastises the practice of only looking forward, even though our future plans all originate from the past. (Moral Letters, 83.2)
Some days are easy. Some are difficult. Some begin one way and end in another.
The practice is what matters, not the flavor of the day.
(See y’all tomorrow)
Why? Because when I started clergy training, I adopted the practice of morning and evening reflections through the lens of Norse/Germanic runes. I’d draw a stave in the morning, reflect on its nature, and try to view the events of my day through that rune’s lens. In the evening, I’d draw another stave and reflect/consider the day’s past events through the lens of the new rune.
This practice became very special to me, and the results of this work have stayed with me longer than most other lessons. So impactful are these morning and evening times of reflection, I’ve kept the practice going long after completing the training part of the work.
Seneca committed to keeping, “... constant watch over (himself) and - most usefully - (putting) each day up for review.” He offers that “evil” originates because of the lack of self-reflection, and chastises the practice of only looking forward, even though our future plans all originate from the past. (Moral Letters, 83.2)
Some days are easy. Some are difficult. Some begin one way and end in another.
The practice is what matters, not the flavor of the day.
(See y’all tomorrow)
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