A little experiment

I didn't wake up feeling quite as rested as I would've liked this morning. Not sure why; I went to bed nice and early, and slept right through. It may have something to do with the glass of wine I had...I have become ridiculously sensitive to alcohol recently, (I am hoping this is a sign I am more in tune with my body, but right now, I sort of wish I wasn't quite so in tune with it)!

So I have been saying to myself and anyone who asks that I am tired, but having given it some thought I have decided this is reinforcing my connection to my ego and that I need to acknowledge tiredness, but not make it a part of who I am. I figure ego-linked identities can be temporary, like being tired. So the experiment is not to be tired, but just to feel tired.

I am hoping that feeling tired will make it less important, and it will feel more like a passing circumstance than a startling reality -- it won't become part of who I am, just part of how I feel now.

The second part of the experiment is to yield to the feeling. Yielding is quite a big theme in my Yoga classes. My teacher is always saying, don't collapse, don't strain, just yield. Sounds like a pretty awesome life philosophy to me...I just hope it doesn't result in me falling asleep at my desk!

The Trees are Smiling

Really they are! Trees love wet mornings, the rain pattering on their thirsty leaves, and seeping into their labyrinthine roots. They love the warm wetness of August rain, and the slowly appearing cracks in the greyness, that become their breakfast, a nice leaf-ful of sunlight! Bursting with energy and water and its only 11am, they are ready for their day.

Always in the now, not worrying, just soaking up the sun and the rain, there may even be a rainbow, but there doesn't need to be- because the beauty of the rainbow, is just the beauty, power, majesty and grace of light, seen in a slightly different way through a rain drop. The grace is there Now, rainbow or no rainbow.

Have a Great Day

What a Weekend!

Well, I don't know about you, but I just had the most lovely weekend! It was my birthday on Sunday, which always helps! I managed to cross a few things off my To Do While I am in London List. Including, visiting New Covent Garden flower market, picnicking Brockwell Park, eating as much Ben & Jerry's ice cream as I can (for free!), seeing West Side Story, (seen it before, but was far to young to appreciate it's genius and bravery), discovery the perfect lasagna, and learning how to make necklaces from silk cord.

Needless to say, I was busy, but not the kind of busy that is difficult and draining; the kind of busy that makes you feel like you used your days, the busy that makes you feel ready for bed at bedtime, not the kind that makes you wish there were hours left in the day to fill with more busy-ness, as if always struggling against the spinning of the earth. One type of busy is the natural filling of the day, the other is the cramming and struggling kind; fighting time, your body, and your circumstances.

It's just a thought, but why to we constantly need to be that struggling kind of busy, surely we could get more done, with more grace, if we just use the time we're given, instead of constantly wishing for more time. Acceptance and gratitude are can be very powerful tools.