I could write something sweet right now. How the soft heat of the radiator is the perfect antidote to the raw, gray cold outside. How working from home is rather dreamy when you don’t have to put on a coat, hat and boots to head to the office.
Or, how positively healing cooking feels on a day when rain pelts against the windows.
The problem is, if I did write anything remotely focused on anything but how flat and challenging things feel right now, Daisy would likely jump in with a comment of her own.
Alrighty then. Gray, flat and weary it is!
If only I could share some of the warmth and light happening in the April Love gathering with Daisy, but since she’d much prefer a belly rub or a biscuit, I’ll share with you instead.
Each morning this week I have received the most wonderful, thoughtful, nurturing email.
Somehow, each one had exactly what I needed. For example here is an excerpt from this morning’s share which was so healing to me for the resonance I felt to Jo’s words.
Never before have I put it just like this, but yes, voila a total ‘me too’ moment.
time away from other humans.
even though I can talk the hind leg off a donkey some days.
My dogs need only body language and
the odd grunt from me to tune in with my mood.
Often we head to the woods because it’s
there that I really heal. Where I find the
peace and silent communion I need.
– Jo Hanlon-Moore
Other happy discoveries of late: one of my very best super powers?
Turning off my phone.
Yea, verily! I was delighted to realize that not only can I turn off my phone and ringer each night– many mornings I forget entirely to turn it back on. Sure, some might find this to be problematic (sorry Mr. Plumber! sorry Texting Friends!) but there’s always email, right?
So, yeah. Weary. Weariness. Weary of weariness. Blah. How lucky am I to have such troubles?
I won’t reach for anything to mask it or drive it away– it’s gray, I’m flat and so it is.
I intend to continue to simply sit with it in full knowledge of what’s ahead.
You know, someday.