My days of hanging on to all my stuff and all my poundage are over! Am I too confident and glib? No. I am not. Gone are the days of careless feasting, buying and hanging on to EVERYTHING by the fingernails, afraid of losing and making mistakes.
I’m doing pretty good so far, omitting my usual bacon, eggs and toast breakfast, choosing congee soup in its place. I must admit that breakfast is my worse vice, loving bacon and eggs every day. It will be difficult to give them up totally. So that is not what I will do, setting myself up for failure. Instead, I will cut back gradually and maybe enjoy them once or twice a week.
Another thing that I need to do is expend more energy. I like to poke along at such a leisurely pace that I do not burn any calories or getting anything done. I’ve already implemented a plan of action… moving and doing routine stuff faster…..killing two birds with the same stone, sort of speak. I am progressing at an acceptable, leisurely pace. 🙂 New habits are hard to establish. It takes continuous effort. But regular, periodic success is better than no success. By ten this morning, I have already done my meditation, breakfast, dishes and kitchen cleanup, and swept the upstairs floors.
I am working on de-cluttering some some tangible things this morning….. unsubscribing to emails that are no longer of interest to me, sorting out flyers and other objects for recycling, and called my Church to remove myself from the parish. EEEEEK! I am a bad Catholic, right?
I was surprised that I had a pleasant conversation with the woman who answered the phone. When she heard me out, she said that I have to do what works for me in life. That is the kind of attitude that will keep the people in the church…respect, acceptance and flexibility. I’ve been told before that if you don’t attend Mass, you are not a good Catholic. But that was from another parishioner. During one homily, our priest talked about God’s work is also done outside the physical building of the Church.
And for now, that is where it works for me. Shedding pounds, shoulds, and musts is healthy and liberating. Life is a river that flows, but there are obstacles along the way. We need to be fluid like the river to deal with the things that show up in our lives.
Writing this post did not feel like a flowing river. But that is how life is. Sometimes you flow, sometimes you don’t. But writing helps cements change to rewire my brain…towards