Day #105: Stay in the Moment, It May Be Magical

Snow happened again today and as surprising as that is on March 4th, it was beautiful. In the midst of watching the world glow white again, I was offered an opportunity that brought such hope to my heart. And I thought, “This moment couldn’t be more perfect.”

And it made me think about moments… how the same things can happen, words spoken, routine done… but every once in a while it’s like a moment get injected with magic… it comes alive… it breathes life. And it’s impossible to know when it might occur that way and even if you try to recreate that moment later… you may never feel that sparkle of energy in it again. For instance, Saturday I ran five miles on the track at the gym. About mile four, I suddenly got chills, my legs felt light, the right song came on, and I soared through the mile… smiling and almost giggling to myself. Tuesday, I ran five miles on the track at the gym. I survived it.

I say words to my Love all the time, sweet words, encouraging words, loving words. But the other morning, I rolled over, snuggled up and whispered. “I love this man.” He groaned under the weight of the moment. The magic of being at peace in a moment–settled into each other.

So there, gentle readers, another reason to stay in the moment because you never know when the magic will appear.

Day #104: Some Days are Way Too Much

I am having an introverted day and even the thought of sharing my thoughts and feelings here feels like too much energy.

 
I ran another 5 miles today. Struggled through some, soared through a little. Mostly I hated the loud music in my ears but needed the tempo to keep me going. The lights in the gym were so bright and people were everywhere. It was taxing in more ways than one…

 
My little love came home from her dad’s house and said so many words in the first five minutes I thought I might completely lose it. But managed to successfully navigate her to bed without sticking socks in my ears… or her mouth

 
Another load of laundry… another dishwasher full of dishes… now to put away the laundry and take a shower…

 
Then into my blissfully dark and silent bed with my Love in his solid weight and warmth against me… and that will by far be my favorite part of this “way too much” day…

 
Good night my gentle readers…

Day #103: “Oh, The Places You Will Go!”

I feel unsure about life right now. There are choices to be made, things to be accomplished, lessons I am learning. Today I ended up running staffing because my boss couldn’t be there, another therapist is gone, and suddenly I am up to bat.

 

I did my third video for my supervision class which is a whole new role for me. I am loving the opportunity to work closer with other therapist but it’s a lot of information to take in and then I have to go back before the Board of Counselors which is nerve wrecking.

 

I ran three miles today instead of the six the training program scheduled and then bicycled four more miles because I’m learning the importance of cross training.

 

Today I see concrete proof that I am choosing to continue to evolve as a person. That sits well with me. I see how far I have to go and how much I don’t know, but I can also evaluate where I am and honestly say, “Look how I’ve grown.

 

This makes me happy because if all I get is this one short life, I want to squeeze every last bit of living out of it. And for me that means being ready for any new me in any new experience…

 

In honor of Dr Seuss’s birthday week… I will put it this way…

 

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…”

 

From Oh! The Places You Will Go

 Blonde girl with mouth wide open singing.

Day #102: The Hint of Spring

Today is the first of March and while there is still snow and ice melting away everywhere… it seems the promise of something new.

 

March is a fascinating month as one observes the transition from winter to spring. It starts cold and laden with heaviness from months of hibernation. Slowly, the sun brightens the days again. The promise of warmth hides in the breeze. And the beautiful green-of-life starts to peak it’s way out of hardened ground and stoic trees. Animals that have hidden from the frost begin to busily prepare for families and plenty again. And everywhere the earth seems to sing its song of renewal.

 

Here we are… day one… and its hard to see the end from the still-frozen beginning but I know that it’s there and it warms me. I look forward to dancing in the progression of season with all that’s living around me. I think of the promise of tulips and bunnies, gardens and hikes, and I radiate.

 

These contemplations left me hopeful and energized as I ran today. I became the personification of these changing seasons. I started slow and stiff. As I warmed up to the run, I felt my pace pick up, my muscles loosen, my spring in step. I finished my five miles easily, happily, and so grateful today. Yes, the promise of something new…

Black and white image of man and woman smiling in hats and running shirts.