Sometimes, it really is the small, mundane things that gives us the most value in life, should we choose to do them with intention and focus…
Washing a pile of dishes…, folding the laundry…, cleaning out the towel fuzz that has ended up in my brush…, making the bed with fresh sheets…
These are the places where a mindful, intentional, meditative action becomes infinitely more than just a simple task of keeping house, but puts us in touch with the universe, the Divine, that dwells somewhere within.
That cathartic cry…
… It really does make All the difference…
… even if it does come from a commercial for Shriner’s Children’s Hospitals, or from the fact that the shower keeps messing up, and today’s issue is that it is giving only freezing cold water, making it miserable alongside the sudden quite cold temperatures outdoors.
Sometimes, we just need to cry ourselves a river, so we can float on forward.
Life right now?
(I know, I know…., but I must say it.)
I just can’t even….,
but I can odd (and I’m really good at it, actually).
So I know I’ll make it through.
It feels as though an absence of music in my life is a sign of an absence of delight.
When there is so much happening, that I do not take the time for music – either listening or playing – it usually results that I am stressed and haggard and, quite likely, too, sick.
No surprise that I haven’t had any music lately, and I haven’t played guitar or ukulele in a while…., and no surprise that I’ve been stuck with an icky cold for over a week and a half…, because I’ve been so stressed and strained with various topics in my life, I haven’t taken the time to take care of myself.
I haven’t taken the time to have music, one of the deepest joys of my heart.
Perhaps, if I had music for myself every day, I might never get sick… there’s likely some study about that anyway, where music makes the body healthier (not to mention improved brain function on the whole).
Well, I’ve been doing what I consider to be a very good job, as of late, feeding myself and preparing food for myself…. now to add music in there every day.
I wonder if I can really do it… can I see myself as really being worth that effort and time?? (I’m still only halfway there with the good food preparation mentality…)
But I think it is a good time to give it a go, so I’ll go for it… music every day… for myself…, because I not only need but deserve it.
…Crazy how this scares me somehow…
Well, naturally, I am sick from stress, yet again.
My throat feels a fire burning fervently within.
Menstruation has been timely to increase my need for sleep.
And I’ve loads to do; so, please, let’s pray that I keep… up.
Sometimes, everything gets super stressful, and then goes to total sh**.
And then I accept it.
And then everything falls brilliantly into perfect placement.
So, perhaps it is time I just stop getting stressed in the first place…
My family is so amazing, I wish they lived closer together and to me… no one compares to them and to our relationships with one another.
It’s no wonder I always feel like I have almost no friends – none are the kind of friendships I really seek, ones like the bonds with my family members… and the few who are close like family, mostly live extremely far away, not even in a neighboring state (let alone country for some).
It seems I’ve really taken the whole ‘never settle in life’ concept seriously – it’s either spectacular friends or no friends.
But is that really best?