Flowers in the light. I've been noticing that I feel less comfortable writing when I'm feeling "negative" emotions like anger or sadness. I'm trying to push through that and honor all of my feelings, putting into practice that they are all valuable and worth expressing. Today I'm in a sad place- all is not well in the world, and I feel it deeply. (My logical mind wants to chip in to mention that things are never well in the world and there are always bad things going on. I get it, logical mind. Now can you go organize some index cards over there while I feel my feelings? Thanks). The virus is like a tsunami inching along, day by day. I hate the slowness of it- not being able to just get it all over with at once. I hate the "off-ness" of everything- all the normal parts of life stopped. I miss my petty little complaints about having too many errands to run or soccer carpooling taking forever. I miss hugging my Grandma and my friends. ...
Hi dear ones! Since this whole thing is becoming more of a marathon than a sprint, I'm adjusting my blog schedule to posting every few days or so. The first week or so I was feeling pretty good emotionally, but the past few days have been harder. I think it's partly that the adrenaline has worn off and we're all settling into this new normal. I'm finding that it takes some concentrated effort and attention each morning to calm and stabilize my emotional self. Thankfully I have the tools (yoga, journaling, art supplies, meditation, etc) and have been practicing this sort of thing for awhile. As part of this, over the last few days I've been drawing my focus in, instead of worrying about everything that's going on. It's kind of like walking on a tightrope and how you need to not look down, but just look straight ahead. I'm continuing to look out for ways that I can help others (like donating blood or contributing to local food pantries), but am tr...
I'm not feeling cheerful. (There, I said it.) I've been feeling sad and weighed down recently. It's the combination of having to stay home, not knowing when this will end, and so many people getting sick and dying. So I'm making space for the sadness and grief, as much as I can. And at the same time, finding joy in little things. Like the little hippo (name tbd- any suggestions?) I made for Matt. He's very soft and much loved by all of us. I'm making a smaller one for Lucy now. And painting. These bright colors are magically wonderful. And this little elephant Clara made of legos over the weekend. Also, we went geocaching for the first time this weekend, and had a few fun adventures. People hide little tupperware with treasures and a log-book inside, and then note the GPS coordinates. You then try to find the cache, and can exchange treasures and sign the log book. We found one inside a hollow log (pic...
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