smaller, quieter, truer
hi, sigh, autumn love. woke abuzz inside (from the sugar at sup? who knows) but an hour hunting mushrooms in the forest settled me. that's a new new skill for me. it was my second time and my first time alone. sun rising, timber dog as my compass, beauty. even found a couple pine mushrooms--yum. still, all morning i feel some pressing from within.
it's been a challenging week. or, there have been challenges this week. my doc says i have adrenal fatigue. that i need to do less, be less, slow more. wow, life is already so slow. what's fast? that mind of mine. going, going. read that little stressors add up and bruise us more than one large stressor. that fits. as sweet and lovely as my home is, i have long commutes, negative relations and some flavour of grief that feels stuck. a looping record in my mind.
so, i'm planning to reduce my workload. i'm exploring working only in my valley home and no longer commuting to the waldorf school--in some ways i don't feel ready but that travel takes its toll. i'm practicing only restorative yoga. for a long time. i'm driving our car more (because the juggle to get places is stressful, too). and i'm seeking support. the latter i have put off for a long time. it's time now.
strange that i can practice yoga as often as i do for as long as i have but still not feel like i know how to relax. so i'm learning that, too.
life serves and i surrender. hope you are, too. grateful for information, even as it humbles and sharpens.
it's been a challenging week. or, there have been challenges this week. my doc says i have adrenal fatigue. that i need to do less, be less, slow more. wow, life is already so slow. what's fast? that mind of mine. going, going. read that little stressors add up and bruise us more than one large stressor. that fits. as sweet and lovely as my home is, i have long commutes, negative relations and some flavour of grief that feels stuck. a looping record in my mind.
so, i'm planning to reduce my workload. i'm exploring working only in my valley home and no longer commuting to the waldorf school--in some ways i don't feel ready but that travel takes its toll. i'm practicing only restorative yoga. for a long time. i'm driving our car more (because the juggle to get places is stressful, too). and i'm seeking support. the latter i have put off for a long time. it's time now.
strange that i can practice yoga as often as i do for as long as i have but still not feel like i know how to relax. so i'm learning that, too.
life serves and i surrender. hope you are, too. grateful for information, even as it humbles and sharpens.
kate
Hey Kate,
ReplyDeleteThanks for fine and tender words. It is amazing to experience truth in my inbox, dropped from your fingertips into the realm of screen light. I really appreciate these tender offerings. Especially this one, with the call for support. Would love to offer what I can, if I can.
your kindness warms me. thanks for reading and for letting me know you are listening, too. thanks for the offer of support, your hugs and smoothness when i see you are enough for me.
DeleteWonderful to read your words Kate, to get a little glimpse inside. Love to you. And HOORAY for asking for support, for finding always an opportunity within each disappointment.
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