Once we begin to see our lives within our own families as opportunities for spiritual
development, the possibility of inner growth is unlimited. Home is no longer just a
place to eat and sleep, but a school for our souls and spirits. Each day yields its
lesson, and our children and partners become our teachers. We find our rhythm and
learn to harmonize. We learn how to cherish and care for one another and how to
care for our own souls as well. We learn to dance together, how to lead and when
to follow. In so doing, we bring about changes both large and small, for our
children, nurtured by rhythm, may ultimately heal and restore the rhythm of the
world.
I sense Lizzie's presence beckoning me away from the only socially acceptable
addiction of our time: workaholism. She asks me to stop and look at what I am doing,
at why I am so busy, at who I am and what it is that keeps me so mindlessly driven and
competitive. It is not hard work that she questions, for she knows all too well the value
of labor, but she invites me into awareness and honest self-scrutiny. Perhaps it is
because I have chosen to live with a divided heart that the idolatry of being busy has
claimed me. Perhaps it is Lizzie's faithful attention to what matters most – her focused,
un-fussy attentiveness – that makes me
think of her as I ponder the meaning of
singleness of heart.
~ Elizabeth J. Canham in "Grandmother Wisdom," Weavings, Mar/Apr, 2003
