Zen and the Art of Motherhood
How I'm learning to live in the moment.
I collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion from a long day of mothering two young boys. Many hours had been spent wiping noses, kissing boo boos, cleaning up messes, fetching snacks, the list could on and on. Yet, on this night, my tired heart felt full instead of drained from their need for me, as it often does after a long day.
I recently attended a parenting workshop called Love Beyond Limits: The Spiritual Practice of Parenting with Zen Buddhist priest and author Karen Maezen Miller. I carved out four hours of the weekend to escape the clutches of my adorable children in the hopes of learning how to be a better mom.
At this workshop, I learned many mindful practices from Miller, a personable teacher who passionately shares her wisdom. I left with a fresh perspective that was put to the test the moment that I returned home that afternoon. I opened the door to find a messy house, disheveled husband, and two rambunctious children who toppled me over with a hug when they greeted me at the door.
One particular moment from the workshop stayed with me the longest. Miller shared a lovely quote from the mystic poet Rumi: "Out beyond the ideas of the final way and the only way there is a dreamy field. I'll meet you there." My ears perked up the moment she spoke those words as I have treasured that quote for some time.
Apparently, philosophers often debate about where that dreamy field exists. Is it in the heavens, our hearts, our minds? Miller believes that field dwells in moments spent with our children. Perhaps it can be found early in the morning, when you hear a little voice calling out "Mama!?" and you meet your groggy-eyed child who smiles once he sees your face. I thought that was such a lovely notion.
Rumi's words echoed in my mind soon after the workshop as I pulled my dripping toddler out of the bathtub and wrapped him in a towel. Those moments before bedtime are usually all business for me as the end of the day draws near. We tarried a moment to play a game of peek a boo and laughter bounced off the bathroom walls when he peeked out at me from beneath the hooded towel. At that simple moment, it dawned on me that we were in that dreamy field.
That feeling followed me the next day as I put dishes in the dishwasher and my older son ran into the kitchen. "Mom, do you wanna hear me play a song?" he said hopefully, holding a guitar in his hand.
In the past, I would have shooed him off so that I could finish my task but I decided to give him my attention. I left the dirty dishes in the sink and sat on the couch while he strummed the chords of the guitar for a few moments. Our eyes met over the music and he sent the most loving smile my way. I felt that dreamy field all around us.
I find myself there often with my children now that I am aware that it exists. I know that these honest moments have always lingered in my home but I've been too busy to stop and relish in them. I still fall onto the couch in a tired heap at the end of the day, but now it is with a heart full gratitude instead of weariness.
By taking a few moments each day to enjoy that space with my children, I am a much more patient and peaceful Mama. I feel as if they've been waiting to meet me in the dreamy field for quite a while, I just finally decided to show up.
Do you find yourself overwhelmed by the demands of parenthood? Do you practice mindfulness day-to-day in your parenting? What simple moments do you treasure with your children? Please share your thoughts and experiences in the comments.
Linda Labbo
1:06 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Always love your posts and this one is just plain charming. I recall those "stolen", appreciated moments with my own children when they were little. I don't regret one moment that created happy memories. That's what it's all about!
Leigh Hewett
6:31 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I'm sure that your amazing children have the same sweet memories. :)
Laruren
1:44 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
What a sweet post. I too get caught up in the madness of parenting and miss those simple moments sometimes. I need to slow down and enjoy it all a bit more. Thanks for sharing this Zen perspective. I love reading bedtime stories with my children, it's so sweet when they get sleepy while we read.
Leigh Hewett
6:31 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
We love bedtime stories over here too.
Amy White
2:04 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
One thing that stuck with me from that workshop was when she said that Buddha means "awake." My 2yr old likes to have me pretend to sleep and then scream "wake up!" in my face : ) Parenting has definitely furthered my spiritual practice as my little one constantly helps wake me up to how glorious our lives are together, here in this moment.
Leigh Hewett
6:32 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
This image makes me smile, sounds like such a fun moment between you and your two year old.
Jesse
2:18 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I really like the notion of finding spirituality in parenting. It's all too easy to get wrapped up in everyday struggles with my kids. It's a tricky balance, isn't it? Thanks for yet another thought provoking article.
Leigh Hewett
6:33 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
It's really cool to watch things fall into balance when you're even the slightest bit mindful.
Meg Dure
3:18 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Oh Leigh -- you warm my heart with your thoughts. As a parent, working full time at the newspaper, my children often weren't given the patient attention they deserved. Now that I'm a grandmother, I relish every waking moment with my little grandson. In fact, he is the inspiration for my column tomorrow morning here on Patch. Thank you and bless you for sharing with us...
Leigh Hewett
6:33 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I look forward to reading your column. That little grandson of yours is a cutie pie.
Lisa Lewis
4:21 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Leigh, my sad but true reminder is this: They'll never be smaller/younger/more innocent than they are on this day . . . it's what stops me into, like you, leaving those dirty dishes (or lunchboxes, as it was yesterday) and willing my brain to sear their little images into my mind for eternity. I spotted them sitting in the tall grass down by our big oak tree in daylight's last hour. Sometimes I find the difficult decision being whether or not to run for the camera, or to simply observe and trust my memory of the moment. I seem to get better at being mindful the older I (and my children) get and the more yoga I do (where Rumi is read regularly!)
Leigh Hewett
6:34 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Ah yes...yoga and meditation really do seem to makes us better mamas!
Scarlet Buckley
9:17 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
This post makes me pause and think. I missed a lot today, but I did have one perfect, wonder filled moment. I was finishing dinner at the dinner table. The kids had already finished and were running around, playing. Whatever they were doing, it consumed them entirely. They both ran into the other room, their minds completely focused on play. Totally in the moment. I caught the flash of them running past me, and I felt a surge of joy.
Leigh, you wrote a beautiful article.
Leigh Hewett
1:30 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
Such a simple memory to hold onto. I love it after a hard day when just the sight of them being happy kids makes it all worth while.
Caroline U
11:24 pm on Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I loved this, Leigh.
I think parenting is all about embracing it. The more we run away from the life we have now and look for a life we HAD the harder it is to embrace. And the more we resist embracing it, the harder parenting will be.
I also think that parenting is supposed to be hard. Nothing that produces wonderful things (think childbirth, physical exertion, hard work etc) comes easy.
You are the most Zen Mama I know Leigh and I love hearing your words of wisdom.
Leigh Hewett
1:30 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
I am trying to be a Zen Mama, so thank you. I have to work at it though. It really is a new practice for me.
Erin Lashley
9:06 am on Thursday, November 3, 2011
This was such a sweet article.
Leigh Hewett
1:31 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
Thanks for reading, Erin.
Sue Anderson
12:37 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
I think I spent a lot of time in the dreamy field, actually, because I let myself. And I didn't feel guilty about going there. Which is probably why I enjoyed those parenting days so much.
=)
Leigh Hewett
1:31 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
So lucky for you that you found yourself there with little effort. I admire moms that can do that.
Stephanie Gross
12:59 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
Leigh,
This is a nice reminder to stop and soak in all the little joys that come with parenthood because our little darlings grow up so quickly. Thank you.
Leigh Hewett
1:32 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
Thanks for taking the time to read my musings.
Perry Parks
1:17 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
I'm trying to figure out the logistics of checking e-mail while in the dreamy field. For me, it's often like a tennis match: Eyes on kids, eyes on computer, eyes on kids...
Leigh Hewett
1:32 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
So true, Perry!
Ryan Griffin
10:51 pm on Thursday, November 3, 2011
I loved this beautiful article ~ it made me ruminate on what takes me into the zen parenthood mindset instead of the rushing mentality....For us, it is getting out into nature, taking the kids and dogs to the woods, the creek, the river, the waterfalls, a field. Getting away from computers, housework, homework, rules about physical space, and confinement help to make time melt away as we enjoy just BEING with our natural surroundings and each other. With just the kids and the dogs reflecting pure joy, I can forget how society wants to see me and just be however I feel like being. Sometimes I am playing with them, sometimes seeking and observing with them, sometimes telling them stories or listening to their thoughts, sometimes I am quiet in my own thoughts while they explore their surroundings. The sound of water soothes my soul, and if I am far from it, the sunset in the sky opens up the gateways of my mind to the quiet infinity in me.
Mandy Smith
3:01 pm on Sunday, November 6, 2011
Another great article....have you started writing a book yet?