MACHETE DAYS – Day 11 in a year of…

Day 11, August 2, 2016 @2:33

IMG_6859Some days are tougher than others.  I still get up, dress up and show up, though not quite made up or comb up.  Some days you have to change the order of things when you feel disorderly.  Life is a jungle of trials, tribulations and emotions.  You have to machete your way through the undergrowth, and dodge bullets at the same time.  You roll with the dice.  It is called being flexible.

This is why I’m doing this year long project of choosing to do different.  I need to stay nimble and flexible to dance the Plie, Pirouette, Tendu and Jete in the ballet of life.

IMG_6867Wanting to do different, I choose to show up again and again every day.  Trying NOT to whine again and again, I come back to the Mindfulness Summit of the 2015.  This morning I sat with Melli O’Brien and Jono Fisher.  Some days I can focus better than others.

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Still – I am here with bells in my ears.  I’m ready for the dance of life, however it is.  Are you?

WHEN THE GOING IS TOUGH

The weather has not been kind in April.  Once again, today is cold and grey with snow flurries in the morning.  It’s another tough one.

But I got up, dressed up, fixed my bed head and showed up.  I breathed and moved through my qigong routine, ate breakfast and cleaned up.  Now what?  How should I proceed?

Since it did not look pleasant outside, I decide maybe I should tackle the most difficult job first.  It would not be easy or fun walking Sheba on leash  in the cold and wind.  So off to the  park we drove.  It was smaller but closer than our regular haunt.  And it wasn’t pretty.

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I’m sure Sheba did not care.  It was some place where she can run free, romp and sniff her own kind.

When the going is tough, I have learned to be smarter and more flexible.  Why set myself up for failure when an easier avenue is open?  So here I am!  I still have words and sun is shining.  And my seedlings are transplanted, sitting under their sunlamp.

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