Day 5 The Doing Feel Good Wild Musings with Renee Magnusson
I notice things, little things. I write daily haiku. I love this feeling of accomplishment and of being aware as I go through my days. I love taking photos which may or may not inspire haiku and I love the opposite—sometimes having a haiku or emotion and searching for a thing which may reflect it. I send ecards because I'm in love with the cards from a particular site and have gotten cards from them for years and I'll often seek out occasions to send them to people. I boogie as I drive and sing at the top of my lungs to my cds. I love to dance and am considering Body Groove cos it looks like so much fun. When I was a girl, from a baby to maybe 11, I used to jump up and down with excitement, looking at catalogues and making up stories in my head, and watching tv shows (the neighbours across the street used to say that they could tell when something good was on tv cos they could see me jumping up and down. Lol). This later transferred into dancing by myself to my records turned up loud. Dancing to all my favourite records at night alone in the basement of my parents’ house when I first moved to Canada and knew no-one got me through some of the loneliest times in my life. But somewhere the dancing stopped although I will still move a little and every so often my hubby and I will pass each other in the kitchen but grab hold of each other instead and dance around the island together to a good song on the radio. I have lunches with friends. On Friday, at a new restaurant with an old friend, we were given free tea and coffee and refills and custard tarts cos the owner was having a rough morning (2 flat tires) and was late getting to the place so he wasn't able to prepare his usual lunch fare. I collect stories of kindnesses like this to buffer sad world news and as a reminder to myself and others that kindness and humanity still exist. I’m working through a yearlong free yourself from clutter course both through a book and online (same author but different courses). The steps are minute (just my size!) but changes are happening. More than anything the course is helping me just sit with and observe my feelings, seeing them as weather but seeing myself as the sky. I recognise that this helps me and reinforces my mantra of ‘little x little = lots + lots’. after tai chi toilet handle’s patina is captivating #49 ******** Grey Cat asleep tangle of legs and tail sunbeam’s job is done #50 "I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories... water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom." ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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