It’s Friday morning and I have a morning of taking-care-of-me scheduled. The upside of business being slow.
It still hurts that I didn’t get the gig I went after to do employee coaching. I’m grateful that I’m not panicking about contracts not obtained.
I am most grateful, most most grateful, for hula. New dance, more complicated than what we learned before. For my hula community, my hula sisters, and my kumu (teacher). I have a relationship now with many of these people. It’s wonderful. And that I come home tired and practice. Unheard of!
I’m grateful for Alanon. For my willingness to go and get support for the challenges of my life today.
I’m grateful to be willing to accept what is. I accept what is. I accept what is.
I’m grateful to speak those words to the parts of me that really really don’t (accept, that is).
I’m grateful that I got in the pool yesterday. First time in the pool at my gym. I have the gear I need to swim in the way I can: snorkel and mask and fins. I swam ten lengths. A nice start. And then I put on my pool shoes and ran/walked/did squats for another eight lengths. I intend to do this once a week while the weather is warm enough. And then do it some more if I can handle the temp change.
I’m grateful for how swimming makes my trunk and arms feel. Great range of motion stuff, great ease and strength. Nice.
I’m grateful for being a woman who does not ingest caffeine. And I know that I will find my energetic balance again…Someday soon!