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This has a very short answers. Friends. One friend in particular is always there 🙂
Faith in my God and my aspiration to holiness have helped me to overcome many things in my life and also led me to gratitude. I have also been blessed with a wonderful wife. She has been a guiding force to steer me toward all that is good. Namely, caring for others first. Maintaining a peaceful heart and an attitude of acceptance are my one two punch against adversity.
Taking a deep breath, then the next, then the next. Talking or being with friends. My faith in His Love.
Movement practices, Essentrics and Iyengar yoga.
Physical activities,-bike riding, walking, swimming,
That Spark within and the support around me.
What anchors me in the storms in my life are my art and my music.
Knowing that each situation would be very different a year (or however long) from now. The storm’s power, pain, and persistence will have have a lot less influence over me and others.
I think it is an unfiltered, raw honesty. Seeing things as they really are, and acceptance. The Truth has always served me, even in my lowest times.
What anchors me best is being able to get quiet, go down to my office space, and write, journal, or whatever my soul leads me to do for peace. Sometimes, it is meditation, other times it is journaling, which for me is writing my feelings and insights, and sometimes a memory or a plan for the future, or poetry. What is always the same is the need to connect with my soul. Always. In some way….it is necessary. And my family. Past and present.
It is good to see you here today, Mary Pat!
Right now what anchors me is letting go over and over again.
What a lovely question and one which immediately triggers feelings of gratefulness for my anchors: my parents, gradually handing the baton on to my wonderful husband; my faith; the nature around me that never fails to heal and calm; my natural optimism………
“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to sail my ship.” – Louisa Mae Alcott
I would have to say a combination of things have anchored my life over the years; certainly friends and loved ones (past and present) that I can have conversations with, movement (qigong, Tai chi, yoga) and stillness (meditation, sleep), spiritual teachings (Taoism, Buddhism, Law of Attraction…) have all allowed me to reset and weather the difficult spots that will always be part of life. I’m so grateful to have these tools.
My understanding that this too shall pass. That I can endure anything as it’s only temporary. That my spiritual practices and deep abiding faith are so much a part of my essence that I just need call out to God and He knows.
My daily practices anchor me – meditation, gratitude, prayer, yoga. Each of these things help me to stay centered and aligned.
My family, first and foremost, along with friends. And the familiar … nature, music, Spirit. I am thanking Christine for her perspective (below).
Faith is my anchor. My faith teaches me that God is with me no matter what I face and I have felt His presence. The knowledge that God cares not just for me but for all humankind encourages and helps me.
My faith in God. My Higher Power never leaves me, never abandons me and is consistently there for me at all times…unfailing love! It’s my only true anchor ⚓
I’ve weathered some quite big storms in my life. Many of you mention that your family is your anchor. Mine was not. I once lost everything in life that much mattered… I lost all the people. Every one. And had to begin, in one of the roughest periods of my life, when I was quite messed up, and most vulnerable, without support.
My anchors were determination and logic, and after a very dark night I found gratitude. It must sound strange that I say determination and logic. More like obstinance and reasoning. The unwavering decision to hang on, and reasoning to sort out the confusion and to find solutions. I would say over and over to myself, “There are things that I know, and things that I don’t know. Start with what you know.” I knew I wanted to feel better. Okay, figure it out. I tried many things, but it was gratitude that shown like a star. It is how I addressed and rode through each wave of the storm, until I could see light again, and the seas calmed.
Making breathing, meditation, focusing on the now part of of my daily practice. During the day whenever troubling thoughts or emotions come into my mind, I acknowledge them, look at them and try to love and support my inner child who is upset. It’s still a work in progress, but there are improvements and I know that I must continue practicing..
Breathing, sitting in the Presence of Love, my two sisters, and a couple of close friends, beautiful nature and finally good worship experiences – traditional, in the sanctuary, hymn-singing worship.
Practicing Nichiren’s Buddhism has anchored and saved my life. So grateful.
Family and faith.
My faith is my anchor, plain and simple.
Recollection. The 17th century sense, an internal tranquility which, almost magically, descends in these kinds of situations, and allows me to avoid panic. Thus, whatever mastery I can muster can be engaged. Even the smallest bit is useful. The source of this is accessed through practice. Daily practice. Developing the rightful understanding of the nature of our existence: Our uncanny connectivity which unhindered allows power to move through us from one to another. Panic, fear, despair, anger are all ways this recollection is tarnished or shattered.
My anchors are what is going well in my life. I learned that from my grief counselor. She asked me “Do you eat healthy?” “Are you taking enough fresh air?” “Are you getting enough sleep?”…and more questions. Everywhere I could say yes to were my anchors. If I was almost unbearably sad and had to cry a lot, I could grab an anchor. It has helped me, and still does. Coming here is also an anchor.
This is helpful to me, Christine. I hadn’t thought of the perspective of anchors, but will go forward with this. Thank you.
One of my friends who went through Alanon shared with me she had been taught when she was feeling bad to H.A.L.T. and check her needs: Hungry, Angry, Lonely, Tired. (eat, express, call a friend, sleep). Your grief counsellor struck on something very similar, and fresh air is a great addition! I think we can all be helped by this basic care.
Most of us have relatives, some of us have family
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