I woke up exhausted. But I woke up. That is something. I am actually grateful for being alive. Despite all its problems. With health and modest resources also, there is a great invitation to explore all aspects of life. Even the cessation of it. There is something majestic about this possibility.
A bunch of stuff I am grateful for:
1. Papa is well.
2. Went to the gym today and had a good workout.
3. Had an honest chat with a friend. I don't know where we stand but... what had to be said has been said. I thought I approached the subject with an open heart, the way I want to. But maybe I could have been gentleness. He just wasn't willing to see my perspective. Actually that is a trigger. Now as I write it, I realise. That it is a trigger. When I don't feel understood or heard. With him I felt my throat chakra closing up and my heart feeling sharp and my solar plexus knotting up. It is really weird how much and how the quickly the body responds. I have to examine this deeper.
4. A few people liked my sketches in the previous post.
5. Am safe.
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