The Power of Rituals

In silence, you hear your thoughts and in the act of rituals you silence yourself and the world around. I am sitting here now with the pen I always use to write in this notebook. Not any notebook, just this one. For writing down my observations and thoughts, I use only this one. This is my ritual of daily writing. This is one of my rituals.

It is not a habit, it is a moment when performing the act of writing is more important than anything else, my quiet moment, it is what matters; a connection with timeless eternity. I don’t think about the result too much and in fact I just put down the words, let them flow and fill the paper as they come. I am watching the lines change as they bear the symbols of my mind. I am drinking green tea as always from the same cup when I write.

My ritual.

It is not a habit I plan to do. I want to do it and I try to find a time to do it regularly, like meditation which centers and calms my mind. Ritual is an act that empties you of yourself and others just to make room for mindfulness and you again. Ritual teaches you to focus on the journey rather than on the destination; it offers contentment and awareness.

As long as it serves you, it is not a habit. Once you serve it, the habit and monotonousness prevails.

The great thing about ritual is that all of us have already taken the first step. I often tell people about colours and help them notice the diversity of what we simply perceive as “green” or “blue”.

I think I should tell them about shower first!

Isn’t shower the very first place you can feel safe and confident enough to be aware and open to the process more than to the goal? Notice the water, watch how it flows, listen to it as it cleanses your body, watch your body and the way it connects with the element. Feel it! Have you really touched and smelled your skin after that?

We often do things and expect results not knowing that results do manifest themselves along the way.


I wish you a sensuous new year (day) and moments of unexpected beauty in ordinary things!


The heart

What have I learned in 2012? The very first thought that crossed my mind was that I don’t really remember, overwhelmed by amount. I guess there is a reason for that as well. Honestly, my 2012 was (is) one of the most challenging and demanding years I have lived through so far. 2012 – a good year when I was given a lot and learned to drop and let go of even more; a year when I had to leave the things I was holding to just to learn there are far more opportunities when you have your hands empty; a year when I got lost in the darkness just to step back on the path that will surely lead me where my soul resides.

More than ever before, I truly got the meaning of the words autonomous, control and learning.  And what that means when you want to teach it to others. I was never very confident and since I was a teenager I tried to prove to others, there is something about me even though it may not resemble the prototype proposed by society. Read it again, I tried to prove to others that I am good enough. This year, I realized that it is possible to love others even though they do not understand you. Do they need to understand you? Is it really why we look for what defines us? Isn’t it that from those who do not try to pose, you learn most (unnoticed!)? This year was magical and as I have already mentioned it set my foot back on the path where I am hoping to find some answers and even more questions.  I learned and really got into my system that learning, growth and life are the one and so it is the journey that doesn’t stop; a journey that doesn’t necessarily give answers; a journey that does unveil and unfold.  I can’t see where it leads so I learn most of all, and at all times, to have faith and let go of many of my expectations and beliefs. It doesn’t change anything on the fact that the path is still dark and often lonely but in my heart I can sense and feel the warmth and light coming through the tree tops. And that heart is what matters most of all, in me and in you; the heart that melts the ice in the middle of the winter or keeps you on the track when there are too many attractions along the way. Your true heart is your journey. If you think about it as an organ, well then let’s call it a soul that forms your path or a true you, your identity that is not defined by the borders of your body and rules and restrictions of your mind. And that heart which leads you, to which you need to surrender and let go, that heart is the same in every one of us. And once you start noticing yours, you will see it in others and appreciate their own journey through the darkness into the light. And that’s why I think we associate heart with love – timeless, endless and without expectations. This love, however, has little to do with our bodily love, the love we feel for others and their bodies, romantic love or admiration, the love which has too many forms and levels, the love that changes easily. The love of your heart starts when you get on the path and see yourself as you are, as it is meant to be. You are the right person! It is not about ego, proving something to someone, confidence or wanting to be better. Aim to be who you are and rejoice upon it. I remind you though, I do not have any answers, I do not walk in the light yet. Under too many amazing, stressing and challenging circumstances this year, I made my step on the path and I started to learn about the life.