Peaceful Morning

This morning I woke up at 5AM, put on warm clothes, stretched staring up at the (all) the stars, and put the greca coffee maker on the grill burner.

And, of course, I gave Button a couple of belly rubs while she purred her mastiff purr.

It’s probably around 55 degrees. It doesn’t bother me but I am reconsidering my LL Bean order. 🙂 I am grateful the heat has broken and I feel like moving around again. My body needs more “doing”. Since I got back from SD I’ve realized that the room for movement is what feeds my soul and eases my anxiety.

There is no right or wrong rhythm here. I am still adjusting. Yes, there are things that need to be attended to but so much that, well, if it doesn’t get done today then there is tomorrow.

Slowly, the lack of a sense of urgency is actually resulting in more and different productivity. As I write that I hate even that I still categorize it that way “productivity”, ugh. I am not a hamster on a wheel. That era is finished.

Some feelings through a different lens using simple language (as opposed to intrinsic vs extrinsic which was my knee jerk way of expressing the transition ?):

Unraveling layers of suppressed yearnings. >Discovering time in pockets like money in washed laundry. >Embracing space. >Living outside. >Bathing with tree frogs.