For Mindful Parents/Teachers: The First Days of School

The faint chill in the air, the hints of yellows and reds in the trees, the first flights of flocks of fully-grown geese… AND the push and shove of antsy parents scrambling for that last orange, plastic, three-hole binder at Target can mean only one thing…


Now add the letter from central administration inviting you to Superintendent’s Conference Day, along with a roster of new student names.  When you are a teacher as well as a parent, this time of year rouses a host of emotions that run the gamut from psyched, to terrified, to relieved, to depressed.  How to manage???  Mindfulness, of course.  To be mindful is to pay focused attention to yourself in your surroundings in the present moment, while non-judgmentally observing your mental, physical, and emotional states.  By doing this, we can significantly improve our attitudes and reactions (both internal, and external) and in turn, positively impact those around us.  And the people around us who matter the most during back-to-school time are very important people indeed: our children and our students.  


It Starts With Us

Improving our world begins as an ‘inside job’.  In order to provide the much needed love, care, and support to kids in a time of such flux, we first need to take stock of our own well-being.  Only then can we can effectively apply mindful communication techniques in our interactions with these fragile, little beings.

The challenge for me, as a parent and teacher at the end of a summer vacation is that for the past two months, mindfulness practice was easier.  My responsibilities were limited.  I was able to unplug from my devices without fear of missing something important (see Beating Tech Overload).  I was able to sleep until my body was ready to wake (most mornings, anyway).  This didn’t mean I stayed in bed awake and too lazy to move, but having the discipline to climb out of bed just as my eyes were naturally opening (NOT at the blare of an alarm). For me, this is the BEST time for mindfulness practice, as it truly sets the tone for the day.  We were particularly blessed this year to have really mild weather, so there were plenty of mindful walks.  It isn’t too difficult to be truly in the moment when your moment is watching the sun set over the water at the beach.

Strategies for Keeping the Mindful Momentum

Start mornings with a to-do list, then put it to the side.  This will eliminate the worry and fear of forgetting something important, enabling you to focus fully on the task at hand.  In order to live and work mindfully you need to shed notions about the supposed benefits of multitasking.  I attended a workshop with Cory Muscara (The Long Island Center for Mindfulness) during which he said that we only ever have one email in our inbox; the one we are currently reading.  If you are short on sleep and didn’t have the morning time to meditate, take just three minutes at your desk to focus on nothing but your breathing.  Take frequent breaks to walk.  Keep sneakers in your car and weather permitting, walk during lunch.  When times are stressful, I know I tend to overeat and reach for carbs.  Avoid this by planning ahead.  Keep healthy snacks in your desk (nuts, seeds, and protein bars).  Most of all, have faith that everything will get done!  Worrying and stressing will not slow time: it will only impede your ability to effectively function.


Most Importantly…

As stressed and anxious as YOU might feel, think about the kids with such limited life experience, and the literal and figurative smallness many will feel upon crossing the threshold of the classroom.  For many it is a joyful, optimistic time filled with new sneakers, fresh pencils, curiosity, and new adventures with friends.  Sadly though, and often invisibly, for some it is a reprieve from loneliness and hurt, or a source of extreme anxiety.  Being mindful of our own well-being will better equip us for the the challenge of helping these students.  And don’t neglect the emotional needs of your own kids.  Project an aura of calm, maintain a relaxing and reassuring bedtime routine, and LISTEN to any fears or concerns they might express.

Be mindful and truly enjoy this transformative and wonderful time of year!

Mindfulness, the Ultimate “Stay-cation”

I began my personal mindfulness practice by carving out time during my day, usually first thing in the morning, for mindful meditation.  From there, I discovered the added benefits of moving meditation such as mindful walking (or more specifically, “forest bathing,” which is like a mindful hike in nature).  From the get-go, these activities positively impacted my stressful workdays and family life.  The result was a calmer, more relaxed reaction to the things that would normally rattle me.

Reading further about the benefits of mindfulness in education (hence my “mindful library”) and in everyday life, I recognized the potential for a substantially better way of living with even more freedom from worry, stress, regret, and so on.  The result is that now I try my best to apply mindful attention to every situation and interaction.  Although I’m not able to perform a brain scan or any other sort of testing on myself, I can attest to favorable physical and mental change based solely on experience.  I’m sleeping better. I’m thinking more clearly. I have more energy overall…  What I hadn’t considered though, was the intense level of emotional benefit of living with mindful attention.  

Now, what is often our first thought when everyday stresses begin to wreak havoc on our emotional well-being??  The answer particularly applies to educators, who drag their weary bodies through the muck of end-of-school-year chaos, counting the days until summer break with an intensity rivaling that of their students…


This was my thinking several months ago when I booked a trip with my friend to Anna Maria Island, off the gulf coast of Florida.  I had been there once before, a few years ago, when running off to a beautiful, quiet, tropical island seemed like the only real remedy for an emotional pitfall.  At that time, it was pure escapism.  And I will admit that while laying on the picturesque white sand, watching the sunset like something out of a dream,I did in fact feel calm, relaxed, connected, peaceful and free.  I sensed a shift.  BUT ALAS… there was the fateful flight a few days later, back to JFK airport.  Like the flick of a switch, the ache in my stomach and general sense of heaviness was back.  Heading home those years ago (pre-mindfulness), the bliss wore off.


This time, however, the trip was different.  I discovered the truest perk of mindful living.  While strolling along the familiar white sand to the backdrop of what I daresay was an even more ethereal sunset, my friend leaned toward me and asked, “How do you feel now?”  A fellow teacher, he booked the trip with the same escapist, “get me out of here,” and “I need a vacation from it all” mentality that I had had years prior.  I could see his relaxed posture, soft smile, and easy gait and knew he was experiencing that zenful shift.  Then I paused to check in with myself.

I came to the awesome realization that I didn’t feel much different than when I left the “longer island” I call home.  For some time now, I had been appreciating the beauty in my own backyard.  It may not be a sight that people would pay for a vacation home to see, but there is real beauty there: a pond with chirping frogs, lush trees with chirping birds, a resident family of geese that I have watched mature from hatch-lings, and some perennials that I lovingly (albeit awkwardly) planted outside my door.  When the school year ended, I simply let the stress of it all simply go.  Nothing more could be done until September, and I didn’t allow nervous thoughts of that time to intrude.  My heart was grateful for all of the blessings in my life, from the simplest little things (my patio view), to the largest (my beautiful sons).  Being in a tropical paradise was wonderful, but honestly, not much better than home, from my newfound perspective.  Now, is my home life perfect?  Uh, no…  Certainly not.  However, I didn’t feel like a huge weight had been lifted, because there wasn’t one to begin with.  Mindful living was enriching my everyday experience to a point where no “escape” was necessary.  

Keep the following question in mind the next time you book a trip or a “mindfulness retreat.”  Which would provide the more enduring mindful living exercise?  Immersing yourself in unfamiliar surroundings that beg the attention of the senses for a limited period of time?  Or learning to focus mindful, grateful attention to the simple beauties we perceive every day?  Which experience would avoid the back-to-the-grind dread of the flight home?



Space Camp (Part I of II): Mindfully Embracing an Opportunity

The 9th of July had arrived.  My sons and I had just returned to New York from a trip to Florida, and here I was, back at the airport with two jittery students on the beginning of our journey to Huntsville, Alabama for a week of Space Camp.  The first thought that ran through my mind was, “What was I thinking?!”  I could have have spent that week plopped on a beach blanket, dozing to the sound of the ocean waves rolling in and out.  Little did I know that the adventure ahead would shift the way I perceive the oceans, the land, the planet, the cosmos, myself, and all of humankind.  

Believing that there are no coincidences in this life, I knew as we boarded the plane that, fears aside, I should embrace this experience with complete, mindful attention.  After the mindful flight into the deep South, we disembarked our plane and were greeted by a swarm of other teachers and students in matching blue, Northrop-Grumman t-shirts (a sponsoring company for the camp) along with cheerful Space Camp counselors donning the coveted blue space suits and flight jackets with mission patches galore.  Mindfully observing all of these people, their expressions, gestures, conversations, I couldn’t help but absorb their excited energy.  I knew I was in for something interesting, and I was ready.  I winked at my two students, and onto the Space Camp bus we went.

The NASA Space Camp (the genius of Wernher von Braun and Edward O. Buckbee), from just a mere aesthetic perspective, is a breathtaking celebration of human achievement and an awe-inspiring glimpse of our solar system and beyond.  Exiting the bus, the Alabama heat and humidity struck me like a blow.  My students were giddy, but clearly petrified as well.  This is where I was to leave them for the week, as the students attend a camp that is separate from the educator program.  The mommy in me knew what to do.  I pointed to the sci-fi inspired-looking “habitats” in which they would be staying and told them I was insanely jealous, as I’d be staying in a University of Alabama at Huntsville dorm a mile away.  I added that their friends would be envious too, especially when they heard about all of the other cool girls (and potentially cute) boys they would be meeting from around the globe.  They giggled and went on their way, as did I.



The following morning began with a tour of the campus, which I mindfully took in with all senses.  It was infinitely more impressive than images I remembered from the 1985 Space Camp movie which was my only frame of reference.  The Space Shuttle, Pathfinder, and a number of impressive jets, jut like spires into the sky.  Simulators such as G-Force and Space Shot promised the thrill of experiencing free-falls and 3G of force as the astronauts did.  The A-12 Oxcart stealth jet, so secretive at the time it was not even named, was thrilling to behold.  A scale model of the lunar module in a living diorama of the lunar surface provided a 3 dimensional perspective of the landing as the astronauts perceived it themselves.  A bronze astronaut statue, and even a memorial for Miss Baker, the space monkey (with bananas lovingly placed on top by young fans) roused an amazement in me at the bravery and sacrifice all who made these feats of flight and space exploration possible.


This experience would have impressed anyone, but bringing mindful attention to the experience provided a different perspective than one I may have had before my shift in awareness.  My device was silenced and used only for the occasional photo.  I wasn’t rude or aloof, but I tried to limit the idle chit chat so I could really focus on my sensory experience.  I focused the bulk of my auditory attention on the counselors who provided the background info for what I beheld with my eyes.  I focused my visual attention on both the grandiose structures like the shuttle and the rockets, as well as the minutia, like the smaller bits that held structures together, the play of sunlight on metallic surfaces, strange plants, birds, and bugs dotting the landscape, and the diversity of the faces around me.  In such surroundings, there was clearly no turning off of thoughts, but I consciously identified and acknowledged how different thoughts made me feel.  I realized that mindfulness during experiences like these not only makes for a more enriching experience, but plants experiences in our long-term memory more completely than any photograph.

*STAY TUNED FOR – Space Camp (Part II of II):  Mindful Communication and Collaboration at Space Camp for Educators


Mindful Flight


Are you travelling this summer?  Jetting off to some exotic locale, or maybe just visiting family and friends?  Whatever you are doing, if there is flying involved, chances are your thoughts and emotions about the trip run the gamut.  When I talk to people in my circuit about the anticipation of the experience there is a lot of moaning and groaning…  Complaints about the lines at the airport, heavy luggage, the boring wait at the gate, etc.  And when reflecting back on the flight, it is the common narrative about cramped seating, annoying families, turbulence, long taxis on the runway… the list goes on.

This summer, when I ventured to the airport with my two sons to embark on the voyage to Florida to see my mom, I turned the usually grueling experience into a most-mindful one.  As I am learning more and more each day, the attitude that you bring to any situation is what makes or breaks the experience.  The same goes for the oft-dreaded experience of the family flight.

The first factor of the family flying experience to be addressed is the crowds.  There is the hustle and bustle and waiting on lines at the airport to consider.  Instead of feeling annoyed by the presence of the other passengers, really look at them.  See them.  Try to imagine where they might be going and why.  Observe their demeanor and sense their energy.  Maybe they are venturing somewhere in search of adventure, maybe they are escaping something awful, maybe they are surprising someone they love, or maybe they are heading somewhere to mourn.  Sense the warmth of the happy travelers and send healing energy (or if it is your thing, pray) for the ones who seem to be suffering.

Next is to turn the physical experience of the plane and the flight into a mindful one.  Barring extreme claustrophobia, it isn’t too difficult to focus your attention away from the cramped quarters.  Just close your eyes, concentrate on your breathing, relax your muscles, and let yourself melt into the seat.  When the plane has found its position on the runway, appreciate the speed of the plane on the ground just before liftoff…  faster than any car.  When the plane tilts upward and you are airborne, feel your back sink even deeper into the seat and truly appreciate the miracle for what it is.  You are flying!  Picture your body, without the plane and the passengers, moving alone through the air at that speed.  Look out the window at the shrinking landscape and appreciate the privilege of this view which should technically belong only to the birds.  Appreciate the largeness of the world and your small place in it.  And finally, appreciate the amazing human collaboration that created a technology which could make such a thing possible.  To our ancestors this would be nothing short of magic.

And now to tackle the landing.  For me, this is always the most terrifying part of the flight.  If you feel the same, just close your eyes and breathe through it.  When the plane touches down and slows to a comfy speed, ready to taxi to the gate, feel genuine gratitude for the safe journey and for all of the blessings in your life.  (Thank God, if you like.)  Then try to envision the distance your body has just traveled and appreciate that miracle one again.  And finally…, most importantly…, when the lady behind you finally apologizes for her child kicking the back of your seat during the entire flight, breathe in, breathe out, smile, and say, “No worries.  It was like a free back massage!” then send her a little positive energy.  She may need it for her week at her cranky in-laws’!

Beating Tech Overload

I was watching my children “watching” television the other day.  The cacophony was ridiculous.  The show was blasting and each of my two sons were simultaneously watching sports videos on their phones.  This was the complete and utter opposite of mindfulness.  Ugh…  Try as I do to make my sons unplug, all too often the din of the TV is the background noise of our lives at home.  Now that summer vacation is officially less than a week away, I am going to attempt to alter not only my children’s digital behavior, but my own as well.  Here is the plan of attack.

1.   Absolutely no electronics for at least an hour before sleeping.  I usually do read before bed, but I’d be lying if I said I never got lost on online shopping shopping sights well into the wee hours.  It is proven that the blue light given off by LED screens disrupts your body’s circadian rhythms, which tell the body it is time for sleep.  And your brain registers pixelated text differently than ink text on a book page.

2.  Physically leave the phone in one spot of the house.  I have gotten into the habit of literally schlepping the thing from room to room which is just so very unmindful. I even have multiple chargers in various locations throughout the house.  The mere presence of the phone is a distraction.  At work I leave it out on my desk which is another bad habit.  In one room it will stay!

3.   Absolutely NO devices during meals.  This will be a tough one to enforce, but I am determined.  In order to get the kids away from the television, I plan to serve our meals outside as often as possible.  We have a cozy patio with a pond view that is perfect.  This leads to the next plan…

4.    Get into nature as often as possible, WITHOUT the phone.  Now even though I don’t often use the phone to answer calls and go onto social media when I am out hiking, I do like to take lots of pictures with my phone. Snapping nature shots, although awesome, can detract from the mindful outdoor experience somewhat.  After each shot, I must make sure to pause and take in the scene with my own two eyes, with accompanying sounds and subtle movements.  (As far as my sons are concerned, this may involve physically locking them outdoors.  Wish me luck!)

5.  Turn off social media alerts.  I will schedule the time to check up on my friends’ latest Facebook posts.  I refuse to let it consume my days.  It is rare that any real, significant info comes through there.  All of those postings about people’s latest meals and travels can surely wait!

6.   Carefully evaluate the usefulness of the time I am connected.  I was more than just a little horrified at the amount of time I spent on online browsing, without even shopping.  Eww!  And Pinterest…


Now don’t get me wrong.  I am a huge fan of technology and have the utmost appreciation for the novel ways we can stay connected with friends, and forge new connections with people we’d never encounter in person (I am a blogger, after all), but when the mindless surfing and constant distractions interfere with our ability to be present, subtle changes have to be made.  I am grateful to be in a profession that affords me time to unplug and unwind.  Happy summer, all!

Grief and Mindfulness

The untimely death of a colleague, followed by that of a student a few days later, have been the source of profound suffering in my school district this week.  This has led me to ponder the connection, if any, between grief and mindfulness.

Mindfulness for me has always been associated with acceptance; acceptance of what was, is, and will be, without judgement.  This seems a simple enough principle to follow but how does one practice mindfulness when the unacceptable happens?  Can mindfulness actually help during times of extreme grief?  I’ve concluded that it can.

Accept Feelings

The first and foremost act of mindfulness should be acceptance, NOT of the situation or loss, but of the grief itself.  Mindfulness is not the shutting down of thoughts or the turning off of emotions, and therefore one must not merely acknowledge their grief but really sit with it without trying to repress, judge, or deny it.  People experience the various stages of grief in their own order and overcome them in their own time.  There is no “right” or “wrong” way to move through grief.

Check In, Physically

Through mindful meditation, check in to gauge how your emotions are affecting you physically.  Through careful attention and self-awareness, one can usually pinpoint where emotional pain resides in the body and therefore send love and healing energy there (this is a Reiki practice that anyone can do for themselves with some focused attention).  


Compassion and connection are necessary components for true mindfulness practice.  When we aren’t meditating, mindfulness requires that we give our surroundings and the people we encounter, our full, nonjudgmental attention so we can understand them and share loving kindness.  When we experience profound grief our instinct may be to seek solitude, but it is necessary during these times that we seek compassion from others and stay connected, particularly with those who may sympathize with our grief.  At the very least, attempt to connect on psychic or spiritual levels (whichever you believe).


In addition to maintaining connections with others, one of the most (if not the most) powerful acts on our road to healing is in helping others.  Even small, random acts of kindness, like assisting an elderly neighbor with groceries, can fill a wounded heart.  Helping others is part of our life’s purpose, therefore doing it brings meaning and purpose to our lives.  This is soothing when we may question the very meaning of life during times of grief and loss.

Acknowledge Impermanence

Mindfulness, is by its nature a “practice” because it is not something that can be achieved once and held forever.  This is because what is now, is changing every minute.  The only constant in this universe is change.  Truly acknowledging impermanence can be profoundly helpful during times of grief.  As I have stated earlier, one should never put a time limit on one’s grief, nor should they suppress it, but the simple knowledge that “this too shall pass,” offers the promise that no matter how distant, there is always light at the end of the tunnel.

Fika: A Most Mindful Coffee Break

I’ve read and written about the Danish concept of Hugge, a term for which there is no, direct English equivalent, but which translates loosely to coziness, the joy of time with friends, and gratitude for the simple things.  Tapping into my inner Scandinavian, (I’m not really Scandanavian, at least not to my knowledge!) I have discovered a second term; fika, coined by the “happiest people on earth.”

Fika translates literally to “coffee” but the term encompasses more of an idea aligned with hygge.  The word can be used as a noun, but also as a verb, “to drink coffee.”  To the Nordic countries, which consume more coffee than any other area in the world, fika is as integral to daily culture as sitting down to any other meal.  But as hygge is more than just “cozy,” fika is more than just time for a caffeine buzz.   To my understanding, it has very much more to do with mindfulness and mindful communication.  It is about consciously taking a break from the hustle and bustle and stress of everyday life to be completely present over a steaming cup of warmth, and if possible, in the company of others. VERY hyggelie…

In my own life, I have made a conscious point of experiencing fika every morning (I give the experience an energetic kick by pulling in some Reiki.)  The brain processes content in chunks, and the same way a body builder needs to pause between reps in order to maximize the effect of a workout, we need to stop and pause throughout the day.  The true experience of fika in the Scandinavian sense takes place during work day and has been a most powerful bonding experience for me and my colleagues.  

Luckily, one of our most frequent library regulars is a Family and Consumer Science teacher, who contrary to our protests, brings in homemade confectionery delights that knock each one of our diets out of the water.  So be it.  A steaming cup of vanilla Joe, a heavenly slice of banana nut bread, and a hearty laugh with fellow teachers is just yet another reason the Danish have got this whole living life thing right.  

An Attitude of Gratitude

I have been reading and researching extensively about mindfulness (Clearly, “Mindful Librarian”).  It’s everywhere!  Although this is heartening on one level, it concerns me as well. We are not purely individual.  We are all energetically connected.  I feel that the spread of mindfulness, in the way it has been practiced by masters of old, has the potential to radically change our society for the better.  

So what is my concern?  Let’s think of “mindfulness” by the very simple definition of living fully in the present moment, calmly accepting and releasing thoughts, feelings, baggage from the past, and fear of the future.  These techniques can and are used in military combat training.  A villain committing a crime can in fact be “mindful” as a means of focusing and completing his job.

In order for mindfulness to really transform our society for the better we must not fail to attach the principles of compassion, gratitude, and self-love.


When listening to others, don’t merely hear them while your mind wanders.  Really LISTEN and perceive what they are trying to convey.  Don’t only hear the words, but check for physical cues that could be driving their message.  Are they angry?  Nervous?  Distracted?  Project loving kindness toward those you encounter.


When you consciously focus on the present with all of your senses, do so with appreciation.  In nature, I find this to be easy.  But even at work in my library I try to take a few moments to be consciously mindful and grateful to have this job at all, and grateful to have this forum for reaching and teaching kids.  Being mindful of your physical self should produce feelings of gratitude for all of your senses and life itself.


Effective mindfulness will automatically affect your level of self care.  When you eat mindfully, you stop when full and consciously make healthy food choices.  You recognize when your body needs rest and try not to push it when you don’t have to.  Being present enables one to be free of guilt by not fixating on the past. The act of meditating itself, results in a wealth of benefits for self on mental, spiritual, and emotional levels.  

To conclude, in order to achieve and share the greatest benefits of mindfulness, consider others, have a grateful attitude, and be gentle with yourself.

The Wheel of the Year

Tomorrow begins our Memorial Day holiday weekend, so my colleagues and I thought it a good time to sit down and go over our calendar for the rest of the year.  I nearly fell out of my seat!  Three more weeks of classes??  There is still so much for us to do.  (Let’s not even consider the dust-covered reference in need of weeding.) 

Now for the past two months I have been patiently (sort of) enduring the freezing rain and grey sky, along with the unusually slow first blooms of spring, in the great anticipation of summer vacation, as most of my teacher-friends will sympathetically understand.  But sitting down today with the May and June calendars set in front of me made me wish things could slow down… just a little, and reminded me of the importance of being mindful and present and truly appreciating the wheel of the year.

The wheel of the year, for me, has to do with more than just seasonal changes; it has to do with deeply personal changes as well.  Anyone in tune with nature may inherently understand this.  (Really FEELING the seasons was one thing I sorely missed when living in the tropical climate of Florida for six years).  The wheel of MY year is as follows:

State Arboretum of VA

Spring – Spring is the time for rebirth in nature.  It is the season for spotting baby wildlife and daffodils pushing their way through cold, stubborn soil.  Personally, it is also the season for burgeoning ideas.  This is the time I take stock of what worked and didn’t work for my library program over the course of the school year, as well as in my personal life, and I begin to plan.

Orlando, FL

Summer – During summer, nature is in full swing.  All animals, birds, and bugs (eww) are out and about.  The weather permits all sorts of outdoor activity and the mood is generally festive.  Summer, for many, is a season for action.  During the summer, if I am not working, I usually take some type of class or try something new.  (Last summer it was stand-up paddle boarding!)

Long Lake, NY

Fall – Fall is the harvesting season.  We reap the benefits of the previous year’s hard work.  The leaves begin to burst forth with amazing colors, wilt, and then drop to the ground.  The animals begin to forage in preparation for the cold.  Fall, with the beginning of the new school year is a time for letting go of everything, both good and bad, in preparation for the new.  (New backpack, new notebooks, new attitude)

Sag Harbor, NY

Winter – The trees are bare.  The air is chill.  The birds are silent.  Fauna is in hibernation.  This used to be the toughest month for me, as I so love the outdoors and sun on my face.  But as we humans are forced inside and out of the elements, winter becomes a time for introspection and HYGGE.  Instead of sunshine, there is candlelight and fireplaces, warm blankets and hot tea.  For me, winter is the easiest season during which to meditate.  With the holidays it is also the time to make a marked effort to reconnect with family and friends who may have been neglected during the bustle of the other seasons.

To conclude, as we yearn for those last days of school leading to summer, be mindful of the natural and personal changes occurring throughout the wheel of the year.  (Well… we can be a LITTLE psyched for the beach!)

Mindful Reading


I’ve been giving a lot of thought lately to mindful reading.  Since reading fiction is a transportive experience, can this even be done?  Books take us to faraway lands and different time periods.  It would seem that this is sort of the opposite of “mindfulness,” for which you need to be fully in the moment.  I feel that mindfulness techniques, however, really can be practiced during reading.  

Beginning the session with a brief meditation can enhance the experience.  Focus first on the breath.   Then calmly acknowledge and then let go of distracting thoughts and emotions.  The ideal posture should be a comfortable, seated position.  Laying down could cause sleepiness.  Slouching will just cause neck and back pain that will serve as a distraction.

To read mindfully, one has to be really “present” with the text.  First and foremost, slow down and savor every word.  Mindful reading is the opposite of speed reading or merely scanning text to get the basic jist.  Try to keep your mind focused and free from wandering.  Pay attention to the emotions you experience as you read.  Create detailed mental images of the characters and don’t only “see” the setting, but envision yourself immersed in it.  Periodically pause and reflect on the meaning of the text.

Clearly, I love to read.  Making an effort to do so “mindfully” just makes the experience all the more rewarding!