Celebrating This Spring Day
Early in my counseling and ministry days, I saw that losses/traumas bring up old unhealed losses/traumas for healing. I’ve had that in mind the past months. This morning, a nightmare gave me the opportunity to get a better look at what I’ve been carrying. At first shook up, I began some breathing and compassion exercises. Gradually and increasingly I felt peace in my body.
After an hour resting, I decided to take another step to attempt reconciliation with someone I hadn't spoken with in the past few years. The accident made clear to me that we don't know how many days we have in this life, and that I have some amends to make, some clean ups to do, and some speaking up to do. I resolved to do whatever inner work would be needed to make peace; let go of resentments, forgive, and what truths need speaking. Upon completion of my email, I went back to sleep and had sweet dreams.
I slept a while. I woke groggy, moving slow. I began my exercises with UU worship services streaming in the background. Today I "visited" Arlington Virginia.
The online service wasn’t quite over when a friend pulled up in front of my house. I had forgotten that he was coming to take me to “Soulful Sundays” (Krishna Program).
A few minutes later, we arrived at Hannan and Tsurit’s house. The chanting had begun, sweetened by devotees on harmonium and tabla. The chanting ended leaving me wanting more.
Hanan then shared stories from the Ramayana, “Hanuman Showing Us How to Overcome Obstacles.” Hanan's manner of speaking lacks all the hype that has become so common place elsewhere. His voice soothed me. His message touched and encouraged me. Again chanting ensued. As if it enough hadn’t already been shared, a fabulous meal was then served.
I went home sleepy but blissed. After a power nap, I had a chance to do a tiny favor for one of my angels. This friend has been coming over once a week with a soup and a short visit. (BTW the perfect combination; regular, short and nurturing!) Today it my turn to offer a little nurture, and accompany her to a place she hadn't been before. I was grateful for the opportunity to serve a little mutuality.
Later back home, another milestone. The 69 degrees evening led me to successful get down on the ground to pull a weed. An hour or so later, my solar rope lights came on letting me know it was time to quit. Gardening has long been one my best forms of therapy!
To take advantage of every minute outside, I stood near the door and did more exercises. … The cumulative effect of all this was much needed de-stressing. I didn’t manage to do my daily speech homework, and I’m not worried about that at all! I had the kind of day I needed, a mix of pleasures. I stepped into the flow and was productive without emotional strain. It was a day savoring the arrival of spring. I soaked up every bit I could, and am glad there is more coming tomorrow!
Thanks be to G*d!
After an hour resting, I decided to take another step to attempt reconciliation with someone I hadn't spoken with in the past few years. The accident made clear to me that we don't know how many days we have in this life, and that I have some amends to make, some clean ups to do, and some speaking up to do. I resolved to do whatever inner work would be needed to make peace; let go of resentments, forgive, and what truths need speaking. Upon completion of my email, I went back to sleep and had sweet dreams.
I slept a while. I woke groggy, moving slow. I began my exercises with UU worship services streaming in the background. Today I "visited" Arlington Virginia.
The online service wasn’t quite over when a friend pulled up in front of my house. I had forgotten that he was coming to take me to “Soulful Sundays” (Krishna Program).
A few minutes later, we arrived at Hannan and Tsurit’s house. The chanting had begun, sweetened by devotees on harmonium and tabla. The chanting ended leaving me wanting more.
Hanan then shared stories from the Ramayana, “Hanuman Showing Us How to Overcome Obstacles.” Hanan's manner of speaking lacks all the hype that has become so common place elsewhere. His voice soothed me. His message touched and encouraged me. Again chanting ensued. As if it enough hadn’t already been shared, a fabulous meal was then served.
I went home sleepy but blissed. After a power nap, I had a chance to do a tiny favor for one of my angels. This friend has been coming over once a week with a soup and a short visit. (BTW the perfect combination; regular, short and nurturing!) Today it my turn to offer a little nurture, and accompany her to a place she hadn't been before. I was grateful for the opportunity to serve a little mutuality.
Later back home, another milestone. The 69 degrees evening led me to successful get down on the ground to pull a weed. An hour or so later, my solar rope lights came on letting me know it was time to quit. Gardening has long been one my best forms of therapy!
To take advantage of every minute outside, I stood near the door and did more exercises. … The cumulative effect of all this was much needed de-stressing. I didn’t manage to do my daily speech homework, and I’m not worried about that at all! I had the kind of day I needed, a mix of pleasures. I stepped into the flow and was productive without emotional strain. It was a day savoring the arrival of spring. I soaked up every bit I could, and am glad there is more coming tomorrow!
Thanks be to G*d!
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