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Committed: Thoughts for Monday Morning

Most of us have weekends off. Presumably, we spend that time in some leisure; we catch a movie, read a book or make meals with the family. Even if we’re doing chores around the house, there’s usually increased satisfaction to the prospect. We’re working toward an end that is a direct effect of our efforts. Hanging Christmas lights makes the house is cheery for the holidays and lines up with a family tradition, for instance.

There’s immediate satisfaction to things like that. We attempt, it happens. Easy.

For most of us, the weekends are what they were meant to be; a respite. On Monday, however, the respite is over. We’re no longer as free to pursue our wandering joy, or even familial tasks that would make life that much sweeter. Clocks are more involved today than they were yesterday. At least the consequences of disregarding them increase. Maybe worse, the work we do may seem to get lost in a corporate void of inefficiency and uninformed decisions from those deemed, “superior.”

Still, as we attempt (yet again) to into practice the consciousness skills that hold such promise on the meditation pillow, we would do well to remember that there is always one thing no matter our latitude and longitude in the Universe: this moment. Committing to it is always the crux of our practice. Sublime, divine, arcane or mundane, we have this:

One moment.

I recently came across this poem as I was considering, again, whether or not to publish a book of my essays, short stories and poems. I present it, not from a place of perfect embodiment, but as a reminder to myself and, oh-by-the-way, someone else might suffer from the Monday blues like I do.

I hope you find it helpful to your work today, whatever form it takes. Because there's one thing for sure: Presence is work that never ends.


I stood alone

With the opportunity laid before me.

I understood it

And I saw the risk -

The gap

Between the reward

And the moment.

And I, as a cliff diver

Stepped to the edge of the rock;

And I, as a soldier

Kicked in the door;

And I, as a surgeon

Took the scalpel in hand;

And I, as a man in love

Looked into her eyes;

And I, as a surfer

Paddled for the wave;

And I, as an addict

Put the needle back down;

And I, as the keynote speaker

Walked to the stand;

And I, as a peer

Said “no”;

And I, as a patriot

Stood in the assembly;

And I, as a writer

Hit “send”;

And I, as a seeker of a better way


--Eric Marley

May 2011

(photo by Severin D)

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