Reinvent. Recover. Return. Realize. Reconstruct. Rehabilitate. Reborn. Relive. Redo. Rethink. Recalibrate. Refocus.
I have been uncovering, discovering, and hearing retellings of people returning from disaster and distress. I have been living it. I have been doing it, I have been helping through it. I am listening to it, seeing it, feeling it. It is everywhere and we are in it. Fully.
Everywhere I look, I see words describing this. People are shouting to me. The storms, the mess, the chaos, the dark.
But, these troubling times speak of brighter days ahead.
The grasses are growing agian. The sap is running and I am moving in a whirlwind direction. The storm of my life is catching speed and I feel the crux, the eye, the point, the climax is almost here.
We are almost there.
In the cradle of being almost there, I am drawn to refocus. Recalibrate. Return. Redo. I am drawn into the fever of Mercury Retrograde.
I need to drink more water and take kinder care of myself. I need to challenge my body and clean up my thoughts. My kids need to be my landing spot of gentle and compassion. I need to be kinder to them. Lighter. Reconnected.
I need to keep steady on the things my husband does that show his love. He's a practical man and his love comes through that way. I'm romantic and sensitive and touchy feely all over the place. My love comes through that way. We need to do better at meeting in the middle. But for now, I must refocus my energy around him and all the love he surrounds us in by keeping us safe and warm.
I need to rethink my thinking and repurpose my purpose. Recycle my goals and reuse what still makes sense. Redo. Reconstruct. I need to find my center--not anybody else's--mine. My own. I need to outline it, write it, paint it, draw it. DO IT.
I need to shut out the voices. Shut off the damn internet. This shit is addicting and not always in the best way. I was reluctant to jump into all the media when it first came about, and I now see why. My heart has a hard time ingesting, digesting, all the noise. And the thoughts. And the barrage of stuff. I love it for many reasons and hate it for many. I need to recalibrate our relationship. Reinvent it, maybe. I will be the first to admit that I contribute to the noise quite well. It's moderate in comparison to many and I really do the posting for me because its a record of this life and these thoughts and these feelings. That's why I love it. The part I have to get over is the listening and watching how others are doing life and thinking I am inadequate somehow. That I don't do life as well. I need to remember that even reality media is cloaked in a mask. We are all wearing a mask. I want to peek out from my mask once in awhile and show up as me and be OKAY with that.
I want to refocus.
Hey, Monday, let's be friends and see if we can get some of these priorities shifting, shall we?
Happy week friends. Thank you for continuing to show up here and take a peek at me and my thinking-dumps. I do love that you're here, and I'm happy to hear your thoughts, if you feel inclined to share. Or just say hi! Please, do say hi sometime.