Monday with a smile
MONDAY MORNING
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Yesterday was the turning of the spirit of love within me. Thank you all for hearing my cries, and especially to Joanie for reminding me of HALT. I rarely live as close to the edge as I have been, and I need to watch out for myself. I think I was hungry, angry, lonely AND tired last week! : P On Sunday after church I went to the Y and did a workout: 30 minutes on the ARC trainer and 30 minutes of weights. Whenever I was pushing I was fine. Between each push/lift/effort, I felt tears surging to the surface again. I wept between each machine. What a hot mess. But it was cathartic. I embraced the sorrow.
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My Listening Group gathered last night at my house. (The Sacred Art of Listening: 40 Meditations, by Kay Lindahl.) It was so good to have a circle of friends around a candle. I had also lit a nice fire in the fireplace to make the space warm and cosy and fragrant. In our 'check-in' time each person takes a turn to speak, but there is silence and no talk-back... it's YOUR TIME to talk and be heard. LOve it. I told them how fragile and tender I've been, and how everything is breaking my heart with sadness or beauty. Their faces were so golden and sweet. We went on to talk about all kinds of listening. It was lovely.
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Drew made me smile this morning. We're in the bathroom. (Don't worry this isn't graphic.) I'm drying my hair and putting on some make-up. He gets out of the shower and growls as he dries off. Then he says, "Just growling at the concept of Mondays. Who came up with this terrible idea?!?" We both laugh. It's really nice to share our lives, finally.
I had set things out last night in the kitchen and programmed the coffee maker so that our Monday morning would be as minimally frazzling as possible. I don't even mind that he jokes about 'this vale of tears'. Heck it is. He makes his egg sammich and apple oatmeal, I have my toast with almond butter, we wheel the trash containers back into the garage, under a big blue sky. We say have a great day sweetie, and head off to work. It will be a long doggy day, as we say, but we have much to be thankful for, and we know it.
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Today, I feel better than I have in a while.
Much love to each and every beautiful one of you, and if you haven't watched that video "Come Closer" yet, I hope you can find time later on. It's about 4 minutes long... and so radiantly joyful.
xoxoxo Sarah
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Yesterday was the turning of the spirit of love within me. Thank you all for hearing my cries, and especially to Joanie for reminding me of HALT. I rarely live as close to the edge as I have been, and I need to watch out for myself. I think I was hungry, angry, lonely AND tired last week! : P On Sunday after church I went to the Y and did a workout: 30 minutes on the ARC trainer and 30 minutes of weights. Whenever I was pushing I was fine. Between each push/lift/effort, I felt tears surging to the surface again. I wept between each machine. What a hot mess. But it was cathartic. I embraced the sorrow.
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My Listening Group gathered last night at my house. (The Sacred Art of Listening: 40 Meditations, by Kay Lindahl.) It was so good to have a circle of friends around a candle. I had also lit a nice fire in the fireplace to make the space warm and cosy and fragrant. In our 'check-in' time each person takes a turn to speak, but there is silence and no talk-back... it's YOUR TIME to talk and be heard. LOve it. I told them how fragile and tender I've been, and how everything is breaking my heart with sadness or beauty. Their faces were so golden and sweet. We went on to talk about all kinds of listening. It was lovely.
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Drew made me smile this morning. We're in the bathroom. (Don't worry this isn't graphic.) I'm drying my hair and putting on some make-up. He gets out of the shower and growls as he dries off. Then he says, "Just growling at the concept of Mondays. Who came up with this terrible idea?!?" We both laugh. It's really nice to share our lives, finally.
I had set things out last night in the kitchen and programmed the coffee maker so that our Monday morning would be as minimally frazzling as possible. I don't even mind that he jokes about 'this vale of tears'. Heck it is. He makes his egg sammich and apple oatmeal, I have my toast with almond butter, we wheel the trash containers back into the garage, under a big blue sky. We say have a great day sweetie, and head off to work. It will be a long doggy day, as we say, but we have much to be thankful for, and we know it.
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Today, I feel better than I have in a while.
Much love to each and every beautiful one of you, and if you haven't watched that video "Come Closer" yet, I hope you can find time later on. It's about 4 minutes long... and so radiantly joyful.
xoxoxo Sarah
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