Balance has many levels. . .

 

. . . but all those levels are equal.

 

What do you think of when you hear the word “balance”? Do you picture fulcrums, beams, and scales? Do you picture a state of balance, where things are perfectly level and in line. Do you ever think of a balanced lifestyle? Yours, for example? Are you balanced? Do you have equal amounts of work/play, stress/calm, happy/sad in your life?

 

I’ll bet that in your day-to-day life the last thing you ever think about is a balanced state of mind. In fact, I’ll bet that your life on any given day is about as hectic as anyone could ever imagine. But what if for one day you were mindful of balance? Try something easy at first, like keeping your body in balance by making sure you drink enough water to stay hydrated.

 

Then, as your day progresses, try something else easy—balance the number of times you smile with the number of times you frown. This one, though, can always be tweaked a little to allow you to smile more, which will balance your spiritual side, but that comes later. We’re still working on the easy things. Now what about your workload—is it possible to balance this as well? You likely have eight working hours in your day, two equal portions of four or four equal portions of two. Can you distribute tasks throughout your day to make your day easier and more balanced?

 

When your work day ends and you find yourself at home, resume the easy things; balance the time it takes for to you release the day’s stress with the time you take to enjoy the fact that you are home. Talk with your partner, say hello to your pets, share your day—unload the emotion connected to work, and load the feelings of calm that come with just being you. I understand that a lot of you have families, kids, and two or three jobs. Yours may be a very busy life, and I appreciate that, but what I am saying is just think about balancing the moments—your moments.

 

Find time in your life to breathe, to think about equal amounts of good and bad, busy and resting, night and day. It doesn’t take much to seek balance, and when you balance the time you spend looking for it with the time you are too busy, well, that will be the first step towards achieving it.

 

Between each step you practice balance, with one foot on the ground,

and balance keeps us all in sync with the life that we have found.

 

🙂

BawB

 

Can you hear the wind sing. . .

 

. . . the new song of spring?

 

Does the thought of spring do anything for you? Can you feel a change occurring within you? It’s really quite amazing I think, the fact that humans have evolved into such a dominant, thinking species. We have excelled in the last few decades at miniaturizing and improving our electronic devices; our communication equipment can now tell us in less than a heartbeat what the weather is going to be next week. Yet, we are still so much like our animal friends that we feel and react to the coming of spring.

 

I start my spring on March 1. I always have. It’s around this date that I can “feel” the changes in the sun—it seems warmer, stays out longer, and refreshes the day with more vigor. The wind goes through changes as well; it dances differently, it carries warmth with a song of change and starts to whistle tunes of enjoyment. Coats on our neighborhood four-footed outdoor denizens start to change, birds flutter about looking for somewhere to nest, and motorcycles start to appear on the streets.

 

Cars and bikes display a winter’s worth of changes, modifications, and polishing the very first day the streets are officially dry. We watch the news for the updated weather forecast and will alter our go/no-go temperatures by five degrees if it means getting out there for that first ride. Of course there are the winter folk who feel spring in the air as well. They entertain sad thoughts of the need to once again store the machines that brought them smiles, and they reflect on all the fun they had over the course of the winter months.

 

Spring changes us emotionally as well. I swear that most of us go into a rest mode during the winter. We still exist, we work, we live, we share our smiles, but during the first few weeks of spring, we, like the flowers and the trees, start to bud. Color comes back to our cheeks, we walk with a bounce in our step, and even the morning rush is less stressful because we feel a calm inside us.

 

I am finding it easier to sit in the office with my morning coffee and write my thoughts and share my daily inspiration on Facebook. It almost feels to me as if the day has become more welcoming. Even my dog, Levi, has a smile. He’s started shedding his winter coat and takes a little longer every morning to do his outside run.

 

Best of all, soon I will be out there on the streets with my freshly polished and modified motorcycle feeling the wind in my face and the freedom in my soul.

 

Feel the spring wind as it covers the ground.

It shares with you the warmth it’s found.

 

🙂

BawB

Stress by any other name. . .

 

. . . is still avoidable.

I am a calm person by nature. There isn’t much that gets me riled up, at least in my day-to-day life. Don’t get me wrong, I could go off on a tangent with the best of them, but I choose to see the simplicity in things. While in my shop this week working on the bikes, getting them ready for spring and making some modifications, I found myself getting quite frustrated rewiring the controls on the Sportster. It should have been easy enough, I’ve rewired bikes before, but this machine did everything in its power to raise my stress levels.

I know what you’re thinking: machines don’t have power. But they do. We give them names, we look after them, we wash and feed them, we groom them, and we adorn them to make them look more appealing. Yes, machines have power over us, and as some of you will attest to, they have personalities. I swear I could hear laughter coming from this motorcycle as I manipulated a paperclip into a tiny little hole to release a lock that held a connector pin in place. But I maintained my composure, talked to the connector  in a calm, rational tone :), I worked through the building stress levels by breathing and keeping it simple,  the tiny lock reluctantly released its hold. All calm was restored in the shop.

This same mind over matter syndrome took place again in my office for three days in a row. Normally, every morning I wake up, let my little dog out, put the coffee on, and then sit down to do some writing—my morning brain workout so to speak. Well, for those three days, likely due to the time I was spending with the bikes, I had nothing. Not a word came to mind. I sat for about an hour each morning and drifted in and out of peaceful calm looking for, well, words.  There were none, and yes, I got frustrated, stressed out in fact, because I am a writer. Writers write, and I had nothing.

I took a moment to breathe, to find my calm and to realize that being stressed about not writing was making not being able to write even worse. After only a few moments of realizing I was not moving forward, I stepped back, took a breath and relaxed, I simply thought about not thinking for a moment, and the words began to flow. All calm was restored in the office .

It is so easy to let go of calm. We give in to our instinctive fears, we worry, we compete, and we pressure ourselves to meet unreachable goals and deadlines. We forget to breathe. Let me remind you today to find a place to store your calm— somewhere in your mind that is easily accessible, somewhere you can go to breathe. Go there often, and enjoy being you. Always.

Smile . . . Breathe . . . Believe.

🙂

BawB