Super Sexy Sunday…

I sometimes forget the benefits of Meditation…

Until I have a week like last week.

I have taken this weekend to regroup…go into myself and rearrange. To cry the tears I needed to cry. There were lots. I am still in transformation phase. Maybe I always will be, but there are times when it affects me more than other times.

Times when I try to accommodate everyone else and forget about myself and what I need to do to stay healthy, whole and happy.

I need to meditate during it all,  not after the fact when I am so stressed out I am no longer coping with life.

Amusingly enough I really find that riding my mowing lawn mower around the yard is like meditation. Maybe because I am out in nature, with the birds and the frogs and the snakes. I think about stuff, and actually get it figured out. The bonus is my grass looks great, and it smells awesome for the whole neighbourhood :)

The lawn was also adding to my stress, it was so long, and I have OCD, the fact it hasn’t stopped raining for about 9 months here has made it impossible to mow, otherwise everything is lovely and green and starting to bloom, but the wet needs to end. My body craves sunshine and light.

This weekend I have stayed in my cave, which to me is the sanctity of my home, alone with just my thoughts to keep me company. I feel better. I feel grounded again. I have only left the house long enough to go to my Chiropractor and get my back cracked. One of my favorite ladies that is the secretary there had her last day yesterday. We cried. I seriously don’t know that I will ever see her again. She is travelling and I am moving. It’s funny how life gives us people only for a certain amount of time isn’t it?

I am grateful for knowing her, she will be missed in my life…I told her that, twice.

The love in my life always pulls me through when I feel blue. I couldn’t be more blessed than I am with all the love that I have.

When I meditate, I remember that love, I embrace it, engulf myself in it and really feel it. I let the stress leave my body and let the light and love that I have wash over me and put me in a better place. I have done that many times this weekend. I feel refreshed, ready and positive again.

I will make sure that during the week, I do that at least once a day from now on. It only takes a  few minutes to stop and center yourself.

Be grateful.

Remember all the good you have and thank the Universe for it.

Most importantly, take time out for YOU.

You are the most important thing in your life. Not your husband or your kids, your parents or your co-workers. You are no benefit to anyone else if you don’t treat yourself like number 1.

So be gentle with yourselves.

Love yourselves.

Look after yourselves.

Take a little bit of time for yourself everyday, no matter what. The world keeps going without us, it really does. The dirty house will still be there, the messy kids will still be messy. The dilemma that you ignore while you are taking a time out, will pass by without you supervising every single second.

The calmness and piece of mind you will have will help you deal with the stresses of everyday life with a little less drama. Maybe with a smile instead of a frown.

The love and inner peace within you will show…

We all need a little more love and peace in our lives, don’t ya think?

Be that love and peace…really feel it. Everyone else will too.

Peace out…xoxoxo


8 thoughts on “Super Sexy Sunday…

  1. Good for you. Glad to see you are mending. I agree with your sentiments totally. You are no use to anyone unless you are in shape yourself. Something I do try to remember, but lately have been struggling with, for obvious reasons. What I KNOW and what I battle to achieve are two different things right now.

  2. You are so right, Donna. Meditation is so good for us. I usually end up there after the stress and upset,instead of before, but it would help me handle things better it I got in the habit of doing it regularly.
    I understand how you feel about the dr.’s secretary. People come in and out of our life and touch us and then they are gone. It is heartbreaking.
    My best to you and your back.

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