Day 67 of 100 Days of Blogging
I came across words that I wrote almost three years ago that connect with the energy of this month. I have been talking about finding balance with connection and disconnection, engaging and disengaging, speaking and listening, doing and being. Be in the rhythm of flow. And then today I found words I wrote that show the dance of this in my own life. I share that reflection here. What is your dance with balance?
Words from a journal:
October 29, 2010
Things are changing. As I talk with people about healing grief, adapting to losses and disappointments there is one thing we all agree on. Things are changing so fast it feels like there isn’t time to catch our breath. More than any other time of my lifetime, the waves of change are relentless.
I have to remember to dance with the waves. I have to find ways to stay connected to the deepest parts of myself. So, when the waves of life appear, I remember who I am and what is important to me.
It has been 23 days since I was at the beach How did that happen? My intention is to carve out a few hours once a week to recharge my battery. Sometimes I write in a journal or take a walk or do Tai Chi. Sometimes I ask questions and sometimes I just listen.
In the last 23 days, I let time slip away. I let myself get swept up into the details of life. I forgot to breathe. I forgot how much I need it. I forgot that the reason I rented a mailbox at the beach was so I would have to go to the beach and take the time I need.
Today, I drove 30 minutes to the beach. I picked up the mail that was overflowing from the mailbox. When I arrived at the beach for a 1 hour walk, I could feel myself relax, surrender, let go. I said hello to the ocean, the seagulls and the sand. I breathed in the stillness that was present in the water. I stood still looking at the beauty of the clouds and feeling the awe.
Connecting with nature is no longer a luxury. It anchors me to the earth as I feel the It feeds my soul.
I must remember.
(The thing that has changed in three years is that now I live less than 2 miles from the beach.)
I came across words that I wrote almost three years ago that connect with the energy of this month. I have been talking about finding balance with connection and disconnection, engaging and disengaging, speaking and listening, doing and being. Be in the rhythm of flow. And then today I found words I wrote that show the dance of this in my own life. I share that reflection here. What is your dance with balance?
Words from a journal:
October 29, 2010
Things are changing. As I talk with people about healing grief, adapting to losses and disappointments there is one thing we all agree on. Things are changing so fast it feels like there isn’t time to catch our breath. More than any other time of my lifetime, the waves of change are relentless.
I have to remember to dance with the waves. I have to find ways to stay connected to the deepest parts of myself. So, when the waves of life appear, I remember who I am and what is important to me.
It has been 23 days since I was at the beach How did that happen? My intention is to carve out a few hours once a week to recharge my battery. Sometimes I write in a journal or take a walk or do Tai Chi. Sometimes I ask questions and sometimes I just listen.
In the last 23 days, I let time slip away. I let myself get swept up into the details of life. I forgot to breathe. I forgot how much I need it. I forgot that the reason I rented a mailbox at the beach was so I would have to go to the beach and take the time I need.
Today, I drove 30 minutes to the beach. I picked up the mail that was overflowing from the mailbox. When I arrived at the beach for a 1 hour walk, I could feel myself relax, surrender, let go. I said hello to the ocean, the seagulls and the sand. I breathed in the stillness that was present in the water. I stood still looking at the beauty of the clouds and feeling the awe.
Connecting with nature is no longer a luxury. It anchors me to the earth as I feel the It feeds my soul.
I must remember.
(The thing that has changed in three years is that now I live less than 2 miles from the beach.)
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