Six Days

Six Days

It has been a while since I last blogged (six days to be exact). There are reasons, excuses, actualities. Why I feel slightly guilty, is a mystery. I’m not sitting idly as the world passes – I’m in the twirl of it. I am editing the book, which is taking the lion’s share of my time as I can do this for 10 hours a day without realizing the afternoon slipped away. There is some internal pressure, and I’m working to reason with myself that this is not a job to get through (although it’s that too) but a time and intention to be enjoyed and absorbed. It’s part of the process, and the process is part of life, and life is to be lived, not endured. This is one of the lessons of life, sometimes it’s busy, sometime’s it’s not. Enjoy both times.

I am breaking now to attend my Wednesday morning yoga class. A thought before I go. It is important for me to stay in touch. This elevated priority has risen since I’ve aged, as my parents passed, as my children become independent. There is comfort in connection, and my blogging community is part of that. The thing about yoga (I’m back) is that you are in the moment. And I’m reminded that all my thinking, angst, emotion, put-on-myself-pressure, is me NOT being in the moment – it’s me being in the future.

So, after this is posted, I will get started on the other items listed for completion. And I will remind myself to juggle as many plates as I can handle now – and not concern myself with later. If they begin dropping with loud crashes and broken pieces of porcelain flying everywhere – I will reassess my position. Until then – I shall (do my best to) carry on and remain calm. Thanks for being here!