A Reuben sandwich with baked chips in the background.

Day #118: St. Patty’s Day

Today is St. Patrick’s Day

All this really means to me is that I should wear green so I don’t get pinched.

But I am a celebrator by nature. Any reason to embrace a day as special, to mark it with joy and set apart as fun. I love fun

Potato salad with paprika and a Reuben sandwich in the background.So we wore green and ate Reubens for lunch and cupcakes with green sprinkles. And I felt lucky today. Lucky to spend the day with my Love, lucky to enjoy the sun and beautiful day, lucky to be alive and in these moments.

So maybe it takes an obscure holiday to remind me that enjoying the “luck of the Irish” is really just appreciating the luck of being human.

I cross trained today and thought about my body. I have a love/hate relationship with it. I have been impressed with how far it has taken me. I have been happy to see it trimming up and getting stronger. But I still look in the mirror and finding glaring imperfection. And damn, that’s hard on a perfectionist. But it is what’s makes me superbly human, it’s what makes space for my grand adventures. It runs me miles, and grew a little human, and attracts my Love. And it is mine

St. Patty's Day cupcakes.

This led me to the next thought of why we put so much emphasis on our physical appearance. Almost every person I know is stressed to one degree or another about how they look. It’s weird to me that we put so much stock in something that tells us so little about the quality of a person. Something to think on, my lovelies.

But body aside, I am one lucky girl and I love taking this day and everyday to remember that and then celebrate it!

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Rachel Olienyk

I'm mother, wife, and worker but most important human. I have accepted a challenge to "take a walk" everyday for one year. My goal is in giving space to mindfulness I will create intentional living. I've decided to share my journey through blogging. Be it peace, be it inspiration, be it annoyance, I hope you feel as you read and in feeling may growth transpire. Namaste my gentle readers...