Here I go again. Isn’t there a song with that title?
My days go like this…a morning run, followed by a beach walk with Kona, followed by various errands, chores, creative time with my camera…yes, I am one lucky Chica.
Even so, with a new year approaching, I can’t help thinking about what new attitudes, activities, habits may help to bring me to more mindfulness, more joy in my life.
Let the blogging adventure begin anew!
photo below by Liz
After a whole day of rain, the clouds broke and the sun appeared briefly. What a beautiful light.
This past Friday (The day after T-Giving) I began a Holiday to Holiday Challenge – H2H for short…A run every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Whew! This is tough. But I’m so darn slow, I can’t do any damage – right? That’s my theory, anyway. Have felt pretty good actually until yesterday – which would be Day 5 of my challenge – My legs were SO tired! They ached! I struggled through 3.9 miles and did not do my legs and butt routine from the Blogilates website for the day (best decision ever, I’m thinking.). I walked Kona for 2.5 miles on the beach for a cool-down and felt better. Today? Walked 2 miles on the beach this morning and am thinking I will be SO proud of myself if I manage a two mile run today! I can do this!
It has been a warm, dry early autumn. Temps in the mid to high 80s most days – a real “Indian Summer”. Yesterday brought a cold front in the form of what looks to be days of rain and wind.
I am thankful. Unlike the warm days and cooler nights of the past few weeks, which tempt me outdoors to bask in the sunshine, walk on the beach with Kona and go for long runs – a rainy, windy day like today offers the opportunity to spend the day alternately reading, sipping on coffee or tea, and indulging in bursts of housecleaning and laundry.
The empty nest I am slowly adjusting to (what? It has been a few years now, people – I know.) has afforded me the opportunity to indulge in the rhythms of the seasons, and has offered me choices in how I spend my days. Today is a chance to feel gratitude for the clutter I must organize/put away, to be thankful for the dust and mess of really living. I used to feel annoyance at the endless chores that had to be done…when there are children around (no matter how big they are!) chaos is an inevitable result of all that lovely living. There is so much of it, and everyone’s schedules are so full, that it feels as if you will never, ever catch up.
The empty nest brings perspective. Dust no longer threatens, dirty carpets no longer horrify, and although not-spotless toilets still offend and I still would rather live in order, I know that eventually – more sooner than later – I will get what needs to be done, Done.
Today, I have turned on my fave XM station, lit aromatic candles, and started on my third cup of coffee. I have time to workout, get some chores done around the house, put in an extra load of laundry and even do some leisurely reading. Too many days like today would result in my dearly missing the daily beach walk with Kona, the physical demands of my running days and spending time in the garden – but today I will indulge in the introspective mood the rain and clouds gift to me.
“One never knows what chance treasures these easy unconscious rollers may toss up, on the smooth white sand of the conscious mind; what perfectly rounded stone, what rare shell from the ocean floor. Perhaps a channeled whelk, a moon shell, or even an argonaut.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea
While on my morning walk on the beach this morning, my friend found a pair of designer sunglasses. “Treasure!” she shouted. I found these two pieces of a whelk shell that looked exactly like calla lily blooms. For me, these are the true treasures.
I celebrated with a beautiful walk on the beach with Kona, which has become an almost daily event now. Today, though, I really dug my feet in the sand feeling the cool give of the earth, I paid attention to the tickle of still-warm water and the feel of a cool September wind on my skin. I breathed, “Thank You.”
After this inspiring walk, a 6 mile run was a must! And although it felt slow, I also felt great gratitude for the ability to run, and the feel-good rush of endorphins a long run always brings me.