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Time for the Saturday Chicken/Check-in Ritual.
Walks: 5/7
Guitar: 6/7 – woot and a woot and a woot woot woot!
Yoga: 2/7
Meditation: 4/7
Work on NIP: 5/5 ++ (I do Writing Hours Mon-Fri and bibs and bobs on the weekends)
THE RESULT: Feeling good. Callouses returning. Strumming…. strumming… learning to strum.
And…the rest of the week…
– Still so cold… I dream of summer. Or just -10C.
– Doubt about the book… about where it is going, how it will all end, what the FRIGGEN “point” of it all is.
– The money worries are creeeeeeping back in the dark time of the night..
SHAKE IT OFF! SHAKE IT OFF!
+ Friends. Good friends stopping by, hanging out.
+ Walks. Best walks. Best if I walk.
+ Silence – out on the river, here in our home. Silence and space to think and dream.
+ Books – such good good books I’ve been reading. A balance of “fun” and “sorta serious” stuff. Oh I could just curl up for the rest of this winter with a book or seven.
+ Guitar time.
+ Free online courses. Signed up for 3 MooCs (massive open online courses) this week ~ Aboriginal Worldviews and Education (University of Toronto – Feb 4 weeks), Know Thyself (University of Virginia – Mar 10 weeks) and Why We Need Psychology (University of London – June 6 weeks). Get the ole brainbox working again.
+ Also doing the Awakening Joy Course. Yummmmm.
Stopping to take in the good in the moment it is happening.
Imagining.
Resting.
Reading.
Staring.
Sitting in silence.
Allow even more.
Absorb even more.
Soak in the goodness.
Food. Awareness of food. I’ve started “forgetting to eat” again. Moving into my days without any food in the belly.
Why is it that we KNOW things and we still can’t seem to DO them? Ooof.
This week I would like to …
Yeah. That’s it.
Happy trails to you all.
I’m off to take some soup to my pal who is out fishing in front of the Shaky Shack. She arrived on her own on a snow machine this morning, cut two holes and started fishing. It was -32C when she got here.
If any of you had good connections with the Pike in the area, send her a big fish. She could win 10, 000.00 in the Chapleau Fishing Derby!!!!!
Go D!!!!
go easy ~p
Comments are welcome and cherished around here. Drop a line. Let me know how your week went. Or how you’d like NEXT WEEK to go. Enjoy the unfolding.
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A post-dramatic approach to breast cancer
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays