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“I waited 40 years for her,” he said. “She can wait 5 minutes for me.”
“What was the happiest moment of your life?” “When I got my red toy!”
“When you yell at someone, who hears it more: you or them? You’re only hurting yourself by getting angry. I want to live to be 100. I haven’t raised my voice in 40 years.”
my post-30 commitment to practicing yoga has been struggling. I have to say, I may have gone a little far in the daily commitment (although it felt so good) and it’s been hard to stay on the game since. READ, impossible. My practice has devolved to almost nothing. Life sped up, moving, travel, and a budding relationship shifted my focus, and now, it’s mid May and time to recommit.
I wonder if this is how it will always be – periods of such sustained commitment, fall off, and then a re start. It would be nice for it to be a bit more consistent. I imagine that in my tendency to swing extremes, more manageable goals may help me. So, yoga three days a week is the goal. With some more time moving around on my mat at home.
1, 2, 3 go.
sparkly lights.
air. (and travel).
air. (and ocean and birds).
It is a wet and rainy one here today. I had, in my infinite smartness, left my rain boots and coat at work months ago. By the time I got to work this morning, I was drenched. I had to switch out my shoes and wear my hunters all over the hospital today, which is a funny look, let me tell you. It was definitely one of those mornings where you just want to make your tea, light a candle and stay in bed and read.
One thing I love about living on the East Coast is that it can be warm and raining. Bay area rain is wet and cold and gets into your bones. Here, it can be humid and warming.
My day has evolved into one of those #$%@^%@#$ where you just have to sit back and take many a deep breaths. Holy moly. I am so lucky to have found my way into a hospital social work position that involves little to no discharge planning. Most of the time. Today however, I am navigating this broke, insurance driven. crazy ass health care system. Fuuuuun. Bows and pranams to the folks out there that do this day in and day out.
