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Happy Friday, All!
Because I am the boss of my own pants, I have decided to embrace a practice that one of my “Roughties” (Lia Pas) has been following for some months. I plan to go offline for the weekends.
SAY WHAT?????!!!!!
It’s a wild idea – but entirely appealing to me.
Will I be able to do it? Who knows. But step one is making sure to get my weekly Chicken/Check In done on Friday’s from now on.
So… sssssuper fast week or what?
And a week of… hearing about… and contemplating change / courage / new adventures. Wheee!
Let’s dive on in.
Eating Breakfast.
Did eat SOMETHING each morning… even if it was just a muffin.
I can do better.
Grab hold… let go… grab hold!
Meaning grab hold of life. Let go of fear. Grab hold of passion.
I have always been a believer in the truth that we can change our lives in an instant.
So I cheer and cheer and cheer for these three friends and for everyone who is
…off on a new adventure…taking a leap…seizing the day…living wildly…
…creating…
…daring to dream…
And as for this one?
I am so happy – here – playing in the garden. Creating a home.
For me, holding still is the grand adventure — for now.
Roots and shoots. Roots and shoots.
I like it.
I want to work on getting back to the mat. I’ve let the yoga slip. Now that it is warming up I will give the morning routine another go.
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May the earth be firm below you
the air be cool and fragrant
the sun warm
and the rhythms of the waves
carry you safe
til we meet again.
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Thanks so much for stopping by.
go easy
~p
In homage to Havi’s Friday Chickens over on the The Fluent Self — This is the place I review my week – in an attempt to track some things – like progress on my novel and… living intentionally. I shake out my week and lay it out. Let the hard burn off and the good sink in. Call it an experiment in paying attention.
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Good luck with switching off. I really need to be strict with myself and go offline too, I have books by my bedside gathering dust. I’m slightly obsessed with knowing more and more, any insignificant question that pops into my head I must google it immediately. I spent hours last night reading comments on some anti-feminist blog, oh my! I have so much more I could be doing and thinking about. And I poo-poo people watching too much TV!
Oh Lawdy LAWD – do I know what you mean!
I too find myself lost down the bunnyhole of comments/links/hippity-hoppity-bibbity-bopping along the web til I look up and HOURS have slipped by. Ahh… the joy… Ahh the guilt 😉
I did manage to stay offline last weekend – HUZZAH! Helped that I was out working in the yard all day – and LOVING IT! The evenings were a bit harder for me…but I managed to fight off the urge.
As to this weekend…and the next and the next and… well… we’ll see how she goes.
Have a great week/month/summer!
Go easy ~p