As I peered out on the wet and gloomy morning today from the warmth and comfort of my home, I was once again reminded of just how thankful I was for this day. And as I reached out for my coffee cup, I recognized the tinge of discomfort in my shoulder and the cramping in my hand as I went to pick it up by the handle. They were my body’s way of reminding me there are limits to what it can tolerate.
This was to be a day that forced me to slow down and find my center, my place of peace and comfort, allowing my mind, body, and soul to mend from all they had witnessed and felt throughout the week.
A day that was to not only revitalize me but one in which my cat would also find comfort. As I sat long enough for her to sprawl out across my lap, one of her favorite resting places. I listened as her purring softly slowed down until I no longer hear it, telling me she was resting, knowing that her world was as it should be.
With the quiet solitude of the morning being manipulated ever so slightly by the soft music of my favorite musicians, I re-evaluated my thoughts on this day, realizing that this day’s rest would enable me to find the strength to face another day.
A day when I’ll once again listen to the chickadees as they play in the bows of the spruce trees and watch the rabbits run about underneath as they play. Another day of living life as it should be; seen, felt, and heard, one in which your soul can sing.
Thank you for reading and appreciating this, friend
AWESOME!! This is exactly how I felt today…today was that day you described so beautifully for all!
Thank you, Loreexx