Saturday, August 15, 2015

8 a.m.

First - please let me reassure you all that I'm not about to jump off a cliff.  I mean, I live in Illinois.  You know, the state where you can sit on your front porch and watch your dog run away.  For 20 miles.  It's flat here, people  :-D  Many thanks for the comments of concern and at least one panicked phone call  :-)

Here's the thing - we get to have our feelings.  From time to time I happen to blab mine into cyberspace.  Yesterday's post morphed as I was writing it and I realized a big piece of what's been going on with me as the words were running out of my fingers.  Yes, I was very sad at the moment I was writing.  Yes, the clutter is mind numbing for me.  Yes, my office is likely to stay a designated crap zone for awhile longer. But we get to have our feelings - because if we don't feel them, we cannot move through them.

Listening to Jevetta Steele's plaintive wail from one of my favorite movies seems to always help me somehow - if you didn't click on that yesterday, why don't you go ahead and listen to it now . . .

Once we can acknowledge and actually feel our feelings - not run from them or stuff them down - once we can feel them, we can move through them and sing the Frozen song.  ;-)  I feel better today than I have for a very long time.   I slept well last night and woke with a spike of energy that feels pretty much like old times for me.

Already this morning:  two large things in the car for the Habitat ReStore.  The old telly and speakers in the car to take to my cousin's house for him to donate to the special electronics place that he takes all this stuff to.  The basement is vacuumed.  The third load of laundry is about to go in.  All the dead flies (gross - where the hell do they come from?!  ICK!) are vacuumed up from the windowsills.  I wrote my Morning Pages and I watched the last part of the live stream on BBC of the Grade 1 MSR from the Worlds (World Champion Pipe Band Competition).   And I sat down to write this around 8 a.m.  I have already accomplished a LOT here.

Oh, and I found the hammer in the basement - and the bulldog hangers -It's quite possible that I'm on a roll.  I'll check back in . . .

2 comments:

Michelle said...

Your last post felt familiar to me, so I didn't panic for you. Yes, we have to feel our feelings, and many times my heart feels lighter after sharing them. Sounds like yours does, too. Today is a better day there and here. You go, girl!

A :-) said...

So glad it's a better day for you, too :-)