Today has a feeling of rightness about it. It feels like the first day in weeks that I'm not sick or recovering, although I'm not quite 100% (I can't explain that contradiction). I conquered several anxieties this morning by being mindful and brave: I sent a flash fiction story to a publisher and called a job prospect. Then, this afternoon I went for a long walk, the most exercise I've done in weeks (aside from the sad attempt at tennis my husband and I engaged in on the weekend). My walk felt like what I was meant to be doing. Nothing momentous happened on the walk, I didn't have any epiphanies, but it was healthy and mindful. So I am trying to gently hold to this feeling of me being as I should be.
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