Integrity. Acting from the heart, from a place of love and compassion and understanding. That’s the essence of life.
Integrity and the heart go hand-in-hand. We can’t have one without the other. If we live and think with integrity, then we can only come from a place of love and honesty, a place where we are true to ourselves. And in being true to ourselves, we become authentic and true to others.
I was reminded of this on the weekend when I had the chance for some time out to be still and to contemplate. It was in that stillness that my heart opened and softened again, even though I didn’t realise it was beginning to close! I’ve talked about how to be still and connect to our hearts in my Keep It Simple Stupid blog of a few months ago.
It’s so easy to forget to do that. We get caught up in what’s happening around us, who has and done what, the things we want. All too soon, we’re on that treadmill and on the way to that place where self-centredness and ego live.
But once I’m reminded to live that way again, to listen to my heart and feel what it’s telling me, it’s such a simple and stress free way of living.
Acting from the heart and with integrity allows the synchronicities within life to become obvious too.
In the evening of that time-out day, I watched the movie, Seven Years in Tibet. It was based on the true story of an Austrian mountain climber who became friends with the Dalai Lama at the time of China’s takeover of Tibet. It portrayed the integrity of people and their love of life so beautifully. At one point in the movie, the Dalai Lama asks Heinrich, the mountain climber, to save the worms that were being killed whilst constructing a new village building. Heinrich laughed at the suggestion. But it was so important to the Dalai Lama and he tells Heinrich that he must find a way to save the worms from being killed.
Life’s synchronicities are all around us if we take the time to become more aware and look, reminders of the weave of life that guide us, are everywhere. I’m sure you see them in your own life.
My weave of leave is leading my family and me to two weeks of swimming and snorkelling in sunny northern Australia. Now that’s a lovely synchronicity!
Of course, synchronicity isn’t all about positive and good. In the time between drafting this blog and finalising it for publishing, I discovered my beautiful, gentle Plymouth (a breed of chicken) dead in her garden. That unfortunately is part of the weave of life too.
I’m heartened though, that at least she died knowing the touch of my hands when I lifted her from the eggs she often brooded over, and the sloppy peck through food scraps with her friends. I found her this sunny afternoon where she would regularly sit in a hole of bare earth with the warmth of the sun on her back, occasionally dusting the fine dirt through her feathers.