This morning I am feeling that pressure that sets in once in a while when I haven’t taken time to sit on the porch with a cup of tea. I am reminded of my little friend Morgan who was describing her first triathlon when she was around 6 years old. She showed me pictures of her in the pool and said “I was swimming faster than I wanted to.” Besides how cute she looked telling me it resonated deeply and after many years, I haven’t forgotten it.
Today I feel a bit like I’m swimming faster than I want to. I’m working “hard” on some important internal issues and at keeping up my physical activity. Without my weekly circuit and yoga classes I’m feeling a big difference in my body. Instead, I’m walking … a lot … and using the time to listen to some of my favourite authors such as Caroline Myss and Marianne Williamson. I’m also immersed in Parker Palmer’s book Hidden Wholeness. What I realize I’m missing is the time to process what I’m reading and listening to. This is life changing material. While I’ve heard the cd’s many times before, the book is new to me and touching me on a soul level.
And … I need to write in my journal. If I don’t process what this all means to me it’s no different than reading a text manual or short story. I’ll always take something away and yet not benefit from the bigger shift that is possible when we assimilate learning into our whole “self”. This too is where I communicate with the world of the divine. Where I hear guidance and where I ask the questions I am pondering.
Kettle has boiled. Journal in hand.
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