Here we are. 2023. This is an interesting year. When you are kid you look at the year of your birth and it’s a number. You maybe think about the numbers when you would be an adult and they seem so far away or even unbelievable. So, yeah, 2023 is weird. I will be 50 this year. Also weird. I was told I need a knee replacement. Yikes. It’s not happening anytime soon. Getting to the title of this post. I had a mortar and pestle I kept from the shop. We used it a lot for grinding spices. It’s nothing fancy plain white. I was making meatballs that call for ground fennel but that didn’t seem to exist in the spice isles I was in. I ground my own. No biggie. It’s therapeutic in a way The meatballs were great. In fact I made them two weekends in a row. But the tool got me thinking about life. Sometimes we just need to grind it out right? Push and trudge to get to where we want to be. I just thought life is interesting and how we deal with it. I am in a new class for my bachelors that I love, but I have senioritis. I only have four classes after this one and I want to be done soooo bad. Then I am hoping for a small break before I begin the masters program.
My physical therapy for the nervous system is amazing. Yesterday I went, I was feeling horrible. I had been sick for a few days, sometimes my stomach just gets off, it’s always been that way. It was upset for about three days. By the time I got to PT I was tired and felt terrible because it’s the end of the day. Sometimes we do rigors work and other times we focus on slow breathing and touching certain spots on my arms and legs. This was a quiet reset day. My stomach was in nots and upset and just a mess. It was like fireworks in my gut before I got on the table. As the session progressed I began to feel less of all of that. By the time we were ending and she said sit up slowly and take some deep breaths, how do you feel? I sat up and was in awe because right at the end before I sat up all that feeling in my stomach seemed to move to the center and it felt like it turned hard so to speak. As if I could just scoff it off my belly before I sat up. While sitting up it had gone. I took care to step to my coat and pay close attention to my body and how it felt. It felt light and airy in a good way finally….I felt like it was lifted. I went home and had pizza. I felt fine. Our bodies are amazing, we just need to be aware listen and give it what it asks for. ( I suppose the pizza was for me and not my body.) I digress.
Today the sky was full of magnificent morning colors. ( I had to put the date in the title because I got all behind…) So they sky… omg the colors were amazing and all my photo people on facebook were posting the same sky even though they lived in a different city or state it was still the same colors and was so beautiful. We have to stop on the sidewalks and take these pictured either with our minds or the cameras. It’s imperative we begin to stop and appreciate what is around us. It will bring peace and clarity to your life. Please give it a try.
