I Am Grateful…

As part of my Oola journey, I’m making an effort to be more grateful.  My daily planner has a place specifically labeled for Gratitude. I’d like to spread some of that love here, too.

I am grateful for –

Evening walks.

Free hugs.

La-Z-Boy knitting.

Hawk medicine.

Screening calls.

Cat snuggles.

Interviews scheduled.

Giraffe medicine.

Reminiscing.

2 poofs down.

Quick to fall asleep.

Blog posts written.

Will power.

Yasso.

Earth reading.

Amazon treats.

Big hugs.

House to myself for a weekend.

Friendly cat.

Recommended.

95% done.

Tackled to-do list.

Happy mail.

Sharing the oola.

Conversations with adult children.

Empty closets.

Vision boards.

Meditation.

It’s Hard to Surrender When You’re Holding Your Breath…

I have this friend that every time we talk, something profound comes out of it. Even if I tackle her with an inane conversation, or I just message to give her a boost or vice versa.  Maybe it’s that she’s a shaman, or maybe it’s that sometimes I need to chatter my face off to find a message sometimes, who knows?

Over the course of several months she’d been having a rough time. Between living in the middle of a desert, the government shutdown affecting them, and missing Christmas, she was…stressed.

However, for the same amount of months she’d been talking about the biggest message she’d been receiving in all of her studies, card readings, spirit messages…it was always SURRENDER.

We were discussing the difficulties she was having, the tension she felt, everything all in a nutshell. I was letting her vent, really….when I made the offhand comment:

It’s hard to surrender when you’re holding your breath.

We both kind of stopped right there. It was a big “Whoa” moment for us as we read and re-read the words I’d just typed.

Apparently as much as she needed to hear them, I did as well…because I realized that I’d been doing the same thing, for MONTHS.  With the hope and anticipation and this sense of NEEDING to go home to Florida, I’d built up so many levels of tension in all of it.  Some days I couldn’t breathe for all of it.

BREATHE.

Do you know how important it is to breathe?  Not just for the fact that it keeps you alive…I’m not talking about that breath, really.  I’m talking about holding our soul’s breath.

Waiting…

Anticipation…

Fear…

Doubt…

Excitement…

It holds our souls captive. It locks them in a cage and hides them away from what could well be the next miracle around the corner.

BREATHE.

Right now.

Stop. Whatever it is you’re doing, stop.

Release the tension you’re carrying in your shoulders, your jaw, your neck, your heart.

Breathe out long and slow in release.

Explore what’s causing that tension.

Where are you going? What are you doing? What’s the biggest anxiety in your brain?

Surrender it.

Turn it over to whatever God, Goddess, Nothingness you wish. Give it over to the universe.

Nope. It’s not easy.

It’ll come back to haunt you. To put those knots back in your shoulders.

BREATHE.

To hold your brain hostage.

BREATHE.

To nag at your sense of peace.

BREATHE.

But when it does, you have a weapon.

You let it go.

You breathe.

You release.

You surrender.

Stop holding your breath.

I Am Grateful…

As part of my Oola journey, I’m making an effort to be more grateful.  My daily planner has a place specifically labeled for Gratitude. I’d like to spread some of that love here, too.

I am grateful for –

Everything old being new again.

Feeling useful.

26 books complete.

One more section to go.

The new Deadwood movie (it’s about time).

Laughter around my house.

Nice weather for walks.

Zendo.

Teens that tell me things.

4 months smoke free!!

New projects.

Spark.

New understanding.

Clean heart & arteries.

Chance meetings.

Rediscovering memories.

Reconnecting.

New branches of conversation.

Good friends.

Bartering.

Being a safe place.

Having a safe place.

Spring.

Normal elbows.

The handiness of working with doctors.

New friends.

Interesting challenges.

Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur.

Bad jokes.

Feed readers.

 

 

I Am Grateful…

As part of my Oola journey, I’m making an effort to be more grateful.  My daily planner has a place specifically labeled for Gratitude. I’d like to spread some of that love here, too.

I am grateful for –

Letting go.

New tasks.

Old tasks revisited.

Stacks of packed boxes.

Communicating teens.

Communicating adult kids.

Sunshine.

Warmer days.

June on repeat.

Rows and rows of knitted work.

Hexpoofs.

Graphic novels.

Missing you.

New outlooks.

Skunk medicine.

Bear rattles.

Redefining.

Bartering.

Anticipation.

Hair cuts.

Free hugs.

 

I Am Grateful…

As part of my Oola journey, I’m making an effort to be more grateful.  My daily planner has a place specifically labeled for Gratitude. I’d like to spread some of that love here, too.

I am grateful for –

Positive No’s.

Mending fences.

Letting Go.

Comfort.

Hot tea.

Creativity.

Hope.

New babies (that aren’t mine).

Still having a great, close relationship with my girls.

Teeny tiny tarot cards.

Moments of clarity.

Meditation.

Small towns.

Two more big chunks of knitting down.

Days off.

Overtime.

Good books.

Peaceful clarity.

Negative troponin.

Hitting that elusive goal.

 

I Am Grateful…

As part of my Oola journey, I’m making an effort to be more grateful.  My daily planner has a place specifically labeled for Gratitude. I’d like to spread some of that love here, too.

I am grateful for –

5 years with our beloved rescue dog, Ripley.

Good days that remind me what Oola feels like.

Beautiful pictures of Florida that remind me daily of my goals.

Yoga with Adriene.

Knitting.

Coworkers that have my back.

Hope.

Sunshine and random warm days in the midst of ick.

Finding my voice.

Confronting a lingering pain.

That my son finally has a job again.

Making progress on projects again.

A good night’s sleep.

Good memories.