"Mickey's not so scary kids... you'll see." Yeah, I'm not buying it. Any dude who regularly dresses up as a giant two-legged mouse and follows kids around is scary as hell, and no amount of free Halloween candy is going to change my mind.
I treated #myself to the best 90 minute #bodyhealing today.
As I lay my body on this comfy bed, the blinds go up and the breeze washes away all my #worries
Your healing hands rub against my back and the #tension in my nerves are released.
I can hear the beautiful #sounds of #nature all around me, from the swaying of leaves dancing with the wind, to the insects singing their #lullabies
A soft tapping of click click click click lets me know a lovely #friend has join us to share this #divine moment of an #invigorating session.
Your #pressure points are #gentle and deep, liberating all the little #demons that has latched itself onto me.
The #planes flying above, do not bother me one bit, it gives me a #sense of freedom.
As you work your #magic to remove all the #ambiguity within me, I feel a relief of rejuvenation spreading throughout my entire #mind and body.
I have to thank you for this #electrifying experience, I even shed a tear as I drove back to my riotous world.
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity.
~ Gilda Radner .
Here is a reality I know for sure: the future is wild and unpredictable. And here is what I experience in my own life: the more I try to control it, to hold onto the outcomes I think should occur, the more unhappy I will be. As a person who is self-employed, I live close to our unpredictable reality; the highs are so high, and the lows are so low—when I become concerned with my perfect outcomes. Last week, was one of the busiest I have had in months, and this week I could hear a metaphorical pin drop. It is quiet, reflective, solitary. Last week, every outcome seemed possible, and only this morning a "sure thing" became a "probably not." It is humbling, tiring, and a little scary. These two perceptions: failure and success, can be tyrants, either one. Instead, I want to abstain from judgement. I want to live through my deeper truth: all will be well, and I am lucky to be alive. I believe these things. So, this morning, I listened to my body, as I try to do, and I went on a long, damp walk. I found growth, sparkling in glistening water, and I spent an hour just looking, admiring, and taking part in what to me is sacred. How do you recenter and remind yourself of the beauty of life? What do you do to find the peaceful depth in the midst of all of the ups and downs that always seem to happen on the surface? I would love to hear. #recenter#middlepath#depths#ambiguity#growth#rain
الفقد لا يقتل لكنه يتركنا بقايا أحياء يبقى في الحلق غصة وفي الروح ذكريات لن تموت☄
The loss does not kill but it leaves us the remnants of life remains in the throat lump and in the soul memories will not die.