What a wild ride these last few months. I am amazed at my calendar looking back at me with the word “April” on the header. April? For real?
The big move, which went on for too many weeks, is finally over. I’m still covered in boxes and don’t have a place for so much stuff. Until I get more settled I will feel a bit of dicontent. The BP result is that I have a very hard time dealing with discontent and I can’t see the forest for the trees to tackle unpacking very well. One box at a time has been how I’ve tried to keep myself from spiraling to full meltdown. Still, all that being said I’m in love with my new home. I want to do everything to it all at once, paint, decorate…that takes time. Getting unpacked must come first so patience is definitely a necessity – true character flaw of mine.
Work is getting more and more challenging but/and I was promoted. Great news but comes with greater demands. From myself more than anything. I now feel like I shouldn’t ask for help anymore, like I’m not supposed to ask questions anymore. Stupid I know but it feels that way in my head. I’m afraid people will wonder how I got promoted if I don’t know something. I have issues….
I went to yoga last night and was able to achieve something I’ve never quite been able to do before. I actually quieted the inferno of my racing thoughts and was able to just be still. It was amazing to be floating in that void for an hour and a half, I’m surprised I was able to literally check into my body for that long and sustain it. As I drifted back into reality after the class was over I realized that I have let too many of the therapeutic and creative activities I had effectively insert into my daily regimen fall to the wayside. Yoga, meditation, blogging… I’ve been caught up in the hustle and bustle so much – out of necessity for sure – but it has become a sacrifice I don’t need to make anymore.
It’s time for a respite, to take a look at where my time is going and where I can make adjustments. My mental and physical health demand it.
I would love to hear your methods of stillness and how you work it into your day. Meditation? Yoga? Writing? Running maybe? Send me a tip or two!!
I get to put a pause on my family – snapshots exactly. A famous artist my husband has befriended through his job has offered to shoot us in the park on Sunday. I can’t wait to see our family photos snapped through an artist’s lens. I will have the disk immediately so I will share the experience with you then.
So the morale of the story? You’re never too busy to take a respite, a pause…to bring yourself back to the present and your awareness of self. Balance. Forever seek it and claw at the hourglass of life’s to-do lists overwhelming you to sustain it.