Today was a good day. It started with a relaxing way to wake up, some snuggles with little boy, a lot of exercise and a lot of reading.
Then I did some meal prep, some more exercise, painting and journaling.
And now I am sitting outside again as the day gets darker and feeling that dull soreness from all the exercise joint with the serenity of a quiet evening.
There is a lot going on so these quieter days are exactly what my soul is seeking at the moment and I am trying to pay attention as much as possible.
I’ve always been a person who favors sadness. My baseline operating model is generally sad. When I was pregnant with my oldest son, it was really important to me that he never grow up to think that he was the cause of my sadness so I was determined to work on this.
I printed a huge sign to put above my bedroom door which said: “Give up that there’s something wrong.”
I would wake up every morning and see it. I’m a big fan of reminders. We are all works in progress and remembering the destination we strive for is helpful.
This was one of mine.
The boy is 16 now and I am still reminding myself to give up that there is something wrong. That everything is an opportunity or a possibility. And that perspective matters a lot.
And I get to choose the story I tell myself.
Yes to believing in the good. Yes to owning my own life. And yes to believing in the positive.
When I wrote down my goals around choosing the word yes this year, I wrote down “less catasrophizing” and “less holding on” and “more optimism” and “more adventures” and all of these goals are being put to the test this week.
I am trying to understand the balance between inertia and calm. Between optimism and resignation. Between acceptance and daring. It’s hard to tell whether the source is one or the other.
Either way, for the most part, I am finding that I’m moving through this complicated life pretty calmly at the moment. Doing the next best thing I can and trying not to think too far ahead.
The situation in India is very scary and devastating. It’s now spread to parts of Singapore and vaccinated people are dying. So if I jump to potential futures for us, I can easily get to a grim place quickly. Instead I am trying to keep my eyes down and do the next right thing at home, at work, in my life.
And really that’s all I get to do. Be here now and do the best I can.
Yes to showing up to life and yes to being present. And yes to more optimism.
Today was the first day this year I sat outside to take my meetings. I decided midday that I was done sitting indoors and I am still sitting outside with the birds chirping and fresh air as the sun sets.
I have been doing all the things I can to help fill my own cup lately. And I see a tangible difference in my level of calm and centeredness. Being outside contributes to that significantly.
I was talking to my husband a while ago and asked him what will matter more in ten years, and I’ve been thinking about this a lot. In ten years when I look back I want to be able to say that I went on adventures and lived my life fully. I want to be able to say I was kind to people and helped lift them up and cheer them on. I want to have learned to sit silently and be still. I want to have grown and learned new things. I want to have poured love all over my people.
That’s all I care about.
That’s the stuff I want to get right. So that’s the stuff I want to lean into because what you pay attention to blooms.
Yes to living life. Yes to outdoors. Yes to adventures. Yes to doing what matters to me.