One of the most significant comforts all throughout the last five years of my life has been my spiritual connection. As I have coped with aging and all that entails, spirit has been there with me, never preaching, just listening, reminding me I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I’ve honed what I consider to be the three main aspects of my spiritual practice. This is my mirepoix of spiritual growth.
Mirepoix is a French word meaning the combination of sautéed carrots, onions and celery which become the basis for thousands of tasty meals. It’s a trifecta of melding flavors which supports and enhances the rest of the dish. So too are meditating, exercise and connections with others a trifecta of emotional and spiritual stability on which to grow and change. In addition, this spiritual mirepoix keeps me focused, confident and strong enough to withstand anything thrown at me.
I list exercise as another of the components of spiritual growth. In no way, however, do you have to be a triathlete in order to expand spiritually. All I mean by exercise in this context is to move your body. Time in front of the computer or TV is best balanced with time walking, yoga, or other more strenuous activities. I’ve spoken before about settling, and I feel for myself when I’ve sat all day, the lower half of my body feels heavier. Moving things around stimulates the mind and soul, as well as the body.
Finally, active relationships are critical to any kind of growth, including spirituality. If I’ve spent more than two days in isolation either writing or just being alone, I tend to spiral downward. Friends are comfort, that soft place to fall, an anchor when the seas are choppy, a champion to encourage and applaud you. They are your colleagues in fun. Be a good friend to have a good friend. They are gold.