Today is the day after a three day art show. The day after two weeks of preparing small art pieces for sale in the show. It is a day that requires much of me. I would rather be resting but instead have a show to hang. I have 110 Christmas Cards to prepare and I have a student.
My task is to listen to the whimpering sound in my head and to not ignore it. My task is to hear the whimpering sound in my head and comfort the ego-child that is wingeing and cringing. My body is giving me signals to slow down. The ankles, hands, neck, stomach are all threatening me with action if I am too active.
Today will be an opportunity to practice staying on the path. I set my intention to be gentle with myself and kind to others as I move through the day. Previous patterns would call for me to push, to push hard, to shut down messages from my body and to use the situation to re-victimize myself. It would be a lovely little drama about how much is required of me by life and how little others care about “poor me.”
Driving to Vernon with my art in the car, I will enjoy the lake and the chance to see the stretch of seasons touching the edge of the hillsides. I will see things which will please me. Perhaps a family will be stopped by the road and enjoying one another. Perhaps the Gatsky’s stand will have the wonderful mannikins primping in their dresses which blow in the wind. Judith will meet me at the College and her presence is always delightful.
Perhaps I can find ways to live in a new manner which makes me feel safe, calm and aware. I am tired and I have much to do. But I am surrounded by love. And I know how to show love to an already stressed body. I set my intention to enjoy both the day and the sense that I can learn as I move through it.