So much for February’s NaBloPoMo
What the hell happened? Oh yeah - surgery, extended recovery, getting co-op approval to sell our eggs, a family member’s visit, and this week, a bad case of the lazy “I-Don’t-Wanna’s”.
Regardless, I’ve been receiving internal and external promptings to write and to purify, so let this be the start.
There’s been an urge to clean up the diet. Not so hard as there’s not much to clean up, but very hard in that the little there is to “clean up” is something I hold near and dear. Caffeine. A few gluten-free goodies that have sugar. The once-a-week soda. Then there’s the additions: making use of the spring greens in the CSA basket. Drinking more (lots more) water. Taking vitamins and the probiotics to replenish what was lost in the last round of antibiotics.
A pair of new running shoes have been purchased to replace the worn out pair that have been relegated to farm chores. Another acquisition: a much, MUCH longer strand of meditation beads. A book I’ve long wanted to read was made available: “Emptiness Dancing” by Adyashanti (a western-trained Zen teacher). A return to daily spiritual practices of alignment and purification.
And in the midst of all this, a bright, shining happiness has been filling the days. It’s not connected to any one thing, or even my mood. It’s more like a foundation that is there if I remember to look down at my feet. If I remember to breathe, to reconnect to center. This is all leading to somewhere, even if that “somewhere” is really nowhere but right here and now, which I’m guessing it is. So let’s go.
