Contentment, at Last We Meet

Contentment, at Last We Meet

I recently told my husband that I think I’m easygoing now.

“Poof!” he said with a wave an imaginary magic wand followed by copious laughter. I can’t blame him for thinking I was joking. I don't think my name and the word "laidback" have ever shared a sentence.

But lately...

Everything is alright.  

Lately, I’m not exhausting myself and, even better, I don’t find myself exhausting.

I haven’t been able to locate my tendency to get worked up. I keep expecting to find it at the end of a grueling day, or when I run into a mountain of chores, but it’s not there. I’ve even stopped describing my days as grueling and making my chores into mountains. They’re just days and chores. Just life, neither overwhelming or panic-inducing. 

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Practically a Buddha

Practically a Buddha

I don’t sit still, or do only one thing at a time, as a general rule. I am highly motivated and productive but my method of operation is crap. Once set in motion, I whirl with increasing speed until I spin into exhaustion. In college I worked with my dearest friend, in a flower and garden shop. She once observed that she could actually see me physically trying to move in multiple directions at once. After thirty-five years of amping up until I crash,  I am beginning to realize the wisdom in maintaining a sustainable level of functionality. Hence the beginning of a practice to regularly and specifically calm my body and mind...

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Mama, Dance for Me!-for Bon Bon Break

Mama, Dance for Me!-for Bon Bon Break

My girls play ballet at home. They clamber onto the counter and put classical music on the radio, then scurry to their rooms, leaving their clothes in a trail on the way to find their dance bags.  They return with tutus and twirls, begging me to join them.
   
I’ve danced in front of thousands of people in beautiful theatres, but my favorite audience is my two and four year old daughters, in our kitchen. 

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