Lotus

One of the most profound experiences of my adult life took place yesterday. I sat with a colleague, ready to be judged for my persistently late submissions – the result of poorly managed time and clear loss of focus, when … she did nothing. Not a word, not a sigh, she just held up her end of the deal and mapped the path for the next stage.
I grew up on that instant.
This malaise which I’ve allowed to take root in my life and in my soul over the last 18 months has got to be torn down, removed, all spores caught and destroyed. Where had my energy, my enthusiasm, my desire to work toward to the fulfillment of my purpose gone? Why should I be content to ‘do better next time’ when I have the now in which to shape up, step up, and progress? Why resign myself to repeating this lesson when I still have a fighting chance at the result I need?
As I walked away from the meeting, I felt resolve and passion trickling back in, consciously untensed my shoulders to make myself lithe and limber for the fight ahead. The fight against the me I’d allowed myself to become. The fight for the me I’d promised myself to be

Having realised that its easier for me to fit exercise around daily living, walking to (and from when possible) work has become the norm. It is a bit gruelling doing the five mile trek, but the journey gives me much needed reflective time, and I feel very grateful each time I go the distance. As the temperature will be dropping soon I need to layer up without overheating, and perhaps invest in appropriate walking shoes

My skin has felt very itchy these last few weeks, I wasn’t very happy being in it. There is a need to detox, clarify, focus. Dreams have lost their lustre, thoughts are jumbled and I am in a hurry getting nowhere fast.
Making a conscious effort to live now, in this moment, within the broad expanse of reality. This reality.