A Pocketful of Joy
Because of the pace of the day, and the pleasurable intensity of most of the interactions, I couldn’t dwell on the not so good news. I stayed engaged and interested in the conversations.
Because of the pace of the day, and the pleasurable intensity of most of the interactions, I couldn’t dwell on the not so good news. I stayed engaged and interested in the conversations.
Picture driving along the interstate in west Texas. It’s a clear, sunny day ,and you can see for miles. It’s clear sailing, and you can go as fast as you like—or as fast as your vehicle, driving skills, and conscience allow.
Sometimes, with new clarity and insight, the next steps become clear—perhaps even unexpectedly obvious.
It can be jarring when your schedule shifts and leaves a gap. Depending on what disappeared, it could be disappointing or annoying or perhaps even a relief.
Did I waste some time? Absolutely. Was it worth it? Yes, I think so. The tangled mess reminded me of life and Shakespeare. “Oh what a tangled web we weave…”
It was also lovely to appreciate that I could learn and improve, without striving for perfection. That’s something I’ve been considering a lot lately.
Oddly enough when I do hands-on Feldenkrais lessons with clients, my hands warm up and I start shedding some of my extra layers.
There are people—perhaps you’re one of them—who have an idea, gather the materials, and go for it. They don’t have to be an expert; they don’t have to determine the perfect approach; they just get in there and do it. I admire those who can jump right in.
This might be a good time to remind y’all—and me—that January 1 is just another day. January 8 is also just another day. Another day to breathe, move, appreciate.
Wishing you and yours all things Merry and Bright!
