the day we change the time. I don’t remember this day last year. i was entering my 3rd in the hospital. lots of tubes and drugs in my body. i didn’t have the simple pleasure of adjusting the clocks while drinking my cup of coffee.
today, a year after, i woke up early, i made a strong coffee, the way i like it, i fixed the time, i wrote my thoughts in my journal and i’m trying to look ahead.
the first year isn’t easy, i’m always comparing the ‘now’ with a year ago. hope it gets better.
an inner child is playing and waiting the wonder of possibilities joyfully new beginners, dreams the innocent side of youth is plenty at the view there is emptiness to be filled, joy until when the time flows
Sharing with Tanka Tuesday – poets choice of words: I’ve chosen child and joy and the form is Etheree.
Without a firm participation with wild nature, a woman starves and falls into a obsession of “fell betters”, “leave me alones” and “love me – please” … Go out in the woods, go out. If you don’t go out in the woods, nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
Women who run with the wolves
Each day we are getting far and far from nature, from the wild. Everything is so sterilized, chemical and modified by the humans that we are losing our true essence.
I look for the wild in every place, from a spider web in my backyard to the mystery of the forests, mostly in books since we don’t have a forest close by.
Sometimes we need to get lost in the wild to find our true-self!
Being by myself, in solitude, a few minutes in the morning is necessary for setting up my mood for the day.
Yesterday, before getting up, I heard another snow storm was coming. Instead of stressing out and hurrying up to arrive at the work before the storm hits the city, I slowed down and spent some time journaling and doing some art.
I needed this time to focus on myself before opening the door to the chaos outdoors.
I followed my mantra: Stop; Breathe; Listen
In the end, I had a pleasant day and enjoyed the walk in the snow feeling the wind and the flakes touching my face.
Instead of complaining, I was grateful for that moment.
Have you stopped and thought what are you grateful for in this moment?