5-Minute-Meditation: Imagine

By Lori Gagnon

Imagine all the people living life in peace. (John Lennon)

ImagineWhat is peace? I ask myself this question in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the pre-Christmas week.

Imagine, if I did not have to hurry through life at a crazy pace that does not allow me to breathe and experience its every exquisite moment.

Imagine, if guns had never been invented and I lived in a world with no war.

Imagine, if love was my only motivating force—not winning, being top dog, or having all the power.

It is easy to imagine such a utopia. I then ask myself, how could it ever be real? Then I realize that such peace must first come from deep within myself, before I could ever expect it to be an outward worldwide concept.

Imagine, if I find something kind to say the next time I feel angry with someone.

Imagine, if I am peacefully silent the next time the office is jumping with gossip.

Imagine, if I purposefully try to live peace every day.

Imagine, if I only allow my thoughts to be loving and peaceful.

Imagine! I wonder if it would catch on. Would other people want to try it? I imagine they would.

I enter this day with peace, determined to remain peaceful.

I breathe peace in, I breathe peace out. I imagine

I am at peace and the whole world is at peace with me.

© Lori Gagnon  2016

Imagine was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Lori Gagnon

Lori Gagnon is a mother, daughter, sister, wife, and grandmother. She has a passion for reading, writing and art. Lori became an avid journal writer and explored writing poetry during the 26 years she lived in Churchill, Manitoba. Lori took a Transformative WritingTM course at CMU and continues to write, journal, make art and explore any creative venture that piques her interest. Her dreams include publishing her own book about growing up in Silver Heights, Manitoba.

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5-Minute-Meditation: Wonder

By Sallie Cooper

There are not seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million.

(Walt Streightiff)

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When Lana, my granddaughter, was 3 years old she came to visit me one Sunday just before Christmas. I had bought a small Christmas tree for the occasion, not much taller than Lana was when she stood on tiptoe to be able to reach to put the angel on top

I got out the box of tree decorations that our family had accumulated over the years and set it down beside her, showing her how to hang the decorations on the tree. She knelt in front of it and I watched with joy as she carefully used up all the decorations on the six to eight inch square of tree directly in front of her face.

Each bough in that little area was bowing under the weight of so many ornaments, but Lana was determined. I tried to encourage her to move around the tree or stand up but to no avail.

So what? I thought. Here we have a perfect example of a child’s eye view of a Christmas tree of which she was so proud. It didn’t matter that all the decorations were together and the rest of the tree was bare. It was our tree.

And now, we have a wonderful memory to look back on every year at Christmas with joy and hugs to share as a family.

I celebrate with joy the wonder,

the individuality and sense of achievement

emanating from the children in my life.

© Sallie Cooper 2016

Wonder was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Sallie Cooper

At 61, Sallie is a proud mother and grandmother and firm believer in lifelong learning. A keen writer and reader, she is also a cellist and trained facilitator of Life Writing for TransformationTM which occupies regular slots of time in the area around her home in North Yorkshire, UK. A lot of Sallie’s work is done in the field of Mental Health, an area which she is passionate about and experienced in.

5-Minute-Meditation: Believe

By Joanne Klassen

A bend in the road is not the end of the road,

unless you fail to navigate the turn.

(Motivational poster)

A mid-winter heat wave in Manitoba is melting the snow, and turning streets to slush. Still, skaters on the river outside my window believe that the ice will hold them—dozens and dozens of them at this moment.

I am thinking that relationships undergo changes in the same way that weather changes the flowing Assiniboine River to solid ice. Belief in one another builds between people over time until it is sturdy enough to carry the weight of the ups and downs of life’s journey.

There’s been a climate change between a friend and me. A misunderstanding has made our path slushy and we tread carefully. I want to take a cue from the skaters who believe that the foundation is strong enough to bear the weight of changing patterns. It may not be smooth and solid between us just now, but I believe that this change is only one aspect of the future terrain we will glide along together.

Belief is not an emotion; it is a choice.

I choose to believe that all is well

as I peacefully move through

this day.

© Joanne Klassen 2016

Believe  was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Joanne Klassen

Author and Heartspace founder, Joanne began facilitating personal development programs in 1975. Her career and life changed in 1998 when she received a vision for Transformative Life WritingTM which is now offered to teens, adults and seniors around the world. Joanne’s ideal day includes writing, singing to a baby, visiting thrift shops and walking along the river with her husband Ted in Winnipeg, Canada.

5-Minute-Meditation: Remember

By Cynthia Booden Firth

Living itself is a task of such immediacy, variety, beauty, and excitement that one is powerless to resist its wild embrace.

(E.B. White)

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My biggest stumbling block is fear. If I could take a picture of fear, trusting my inner self to recognize it, maybe I would finally be able to frame it and hang it in its place—a dark corner in the basement of my soul.

When I get out of my own way, obstacles melt away. As mists of uncertainty part, before me lies my authentic self. I celebrate her as I re-discover words I wrote, for times like this, when I turn from fear and remember the truth.

You are, just you, you are enough

Hands empty, heart full

You are, just you, you are enough

Angels call, voices sing

You are, just you, you are enough

Laughter echoes, smiles shine

You are, just you, you are enough

Soul mate, truth of soul

You are, just you, you are enough

One to one, one to all

You are, just you, you are enough

Life leads, you dance

You are, just you, you are enough

I remember to get out of my own way and celebrate

my life—it is enough to be the unique person I am.

© Cynthia Booden Firth 2016

Remember was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Cynthia Booden Firth

Cynthia Booden Firth’s dynamic and creative approach to life is reflected in her passion for the visual arts and written word. Well-travelled, well-read and well-versed in matters of the mind, heart, and spirit, she embraces life with both reverence and gusto. As a Public Affairs professional and an avid photographer, she endeavours to practice in her passions daily. Her motto is: Live, Love, Laugh.

5-Minute-Meditation: Walk

By Anne Harding

At Christmas people usually perch a fairy or an angel on the Christmas tree’s top. But perhaps all trees have an angel in their branches somewhere.

(Roger Deakin)

Yesterday I was walking outside the art room when I began to look at the trees. I noticed that one was labelled “Common Oak” (Quercus Rebur). I began to examine its bark, the patterns, shapes, ruts, holes made by insects, birds and mammals. The branches were still hanging onto their leaves although it was November. There were no acorns to be seen on the ground as they would have already been taken by birds or squirrels.

I looked up in the branches and thought about the piece I was reading the night before. Unfortunately, I was not able to see an angel but I was indignant that the tree had been labelled “common.” I stroked its trunk and said “Take no notice of the label people have given you. You are not common, you are wonderful, be yourself!”

As I walked away from the tree, I felt that an angel called me to go for a walk and remember that I am wonderful myself.

I walk in nature and remember to be

my wonderful self.

© Anne Harding  2016

Walk was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Anne Harding

Anne was a Primary teacher and worked with pupils with English as an Additional Language. Since retirement she has joined a Poetry Society and short story writing group. After attending a Transformative WritingTM course at Woodbrooke in 2009 she has returned for the Alumni Retreats every year since. The Tools of Transformation support her writing development. Anne is a member of the Religious Society of Friends (Quakers) and attends meetings in Telford.

5-Minute-Meditation: Dare

By Denise Ede

Dare to be a Daniel; Dare to stand alone

Dare to have a purpose firm; Dare to make it known.

(Philip P. Bliss)

Standing up for what you believe in. Fighting the good fight. All truths from the past. Indoctrination. To the good or to the bad? Who knows. Maybe it did some good. At least I can say I tried. Joining the World Wildlife Fund and doing nature conservation work. Being in the Red Cross. Caring about things and being prepared to spend time doing something.

Has the world changed so much now that making that effort no longer seems worthwhile? Have I changed so much that I no longer care? Or do I just see that it seems pointless to try? To expend energy on something that may or may not be really important. What is important?

“Truth, dare, kiss, command or promise?” A game we played as children. Nobody usually dared choose “kiss”— that meant kissing a boy! I almost always chose “dare.” I liked a dare. I liked danger and a challenge, though I can’t remember what the dares usually were. If it involved climbing a tree, or climbing anything, I’d be right there and ready. Some dares wouldn’t be done and a forfeit would be made. Can’t remember what we forfeited. Was it sweets? Probably.

What do I forfeit now if I don’t “dare”? I suspect it is something far more important and that it diminishes who I am. A denial of my true being.

I dare to be true to myself.

© Denise Ede 2016

Dare was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Denise Ede

Denise Ede hails from a former mill town in the north-west of England. She was fortunate enough to attend the local grammar school where she gained an enthusiasm for many subjects, including literature and writing. At Sunday School she was introduced to the song “Dare to be a Daniel.” Denise is currently enjoying retirement in the beautiful Vale of Clwyd in the Welsh border country. Her favourite author, at present, is Fernando Pessoa.

5-Minute-Meditation: Peek

By Sallie Cooper

The first fall of snow is not only an event; it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? (J.B. Priestley)

PeekOne sparkling, frosty morning with the bitter bite of winter in the air, I sat up in bed and gazed through the window in utter amazement and wonder. The whole world was white, from the treetops to the housetops and the ground to the sky. I quickly donned my winter layers of warmth and wellies and went for a walk in the deep fresh fallen snow to the village pond, which had been frozen solid.

In front of me was a lamppost of the old-fashioned variety which I had never before noticed. The only footprints in front of me were those of the early morning adventurers of the bird and animal world. My footprints lay behind me, and spread out in front, with the sun rising over the trees, was the pond bejewelled and bedazzled by the sun light and unmarked by footprints of any sort.

As I trudged home, my boots squeaked against the walls of snowdrifts and settled snow. I caught the fluffy, frozen flakes, all feathery in my open mouth, and felt them cold on my warm tongue. I noticed the flakes landing on my bright red fleecy jacket, gradually melting to glistening droplets. As I return home, I remind myself to peek around corners wherever I am, to find magic.

I discover the enchantment that awaits me 

as I enter the natural world.

© Sallie Cooper 2016

Peek was originally published in “Creative Journey Five Minute Meditations for Transformation” Published by Heartspace Writing School.

Biography –Sallie Cooper

At 61, Sallie is a proud mother and grandmother and firm believer in lifelong learning. A keen writer and reader, she is also a cellist and trained facilitator of Life Writing for TransformationTM which occupies regular slots of time in the area around her home in North Yorkshire, UK. A lot of Sallie’s work is done in the field of Mental Health, an area which she is passionate about and experienced in.