Summer is a wonderful time to put your toes in the sand (or dirt) and connect with nature. Fishing, gardening and enjoying the backyard have helped me to put COVID-19 quarantine into perspective. I did get the quarantine 15 (almost) pounds on my body from stress. During this time, I learned to be patient with myself and identify my triggers for stress eating. Alongside my talented and intuitive daughter, I am exploring the triad of fitness in new and graceful ways. The triad is mind, body, and spirit fitness applied to my unique life in a way that I can own it even when no one is there to encourage me.
My inner voice is sometimes brutal and destructive, so I must learn to be kind to myself and listen to my higher self during times of stress.
The process of moving from my destructive inner voice to my beautiful higher self requires some fearless investigation of what is going on in my own head and bringing a light into that darkness. The light comes from my higher self, that kind and gentle voice that always tells me the truth, even when I don’t believe it.
My wise and gentle higher self can put the tiger at ease and utilize her strength to create wonder and beauty around me.
The summer has been filled with gardens, beaches, fishing and beauty. Each event has a yin/yang to it, with the inner voice and the higher self negotiating for light and grace. The new job is amazing with my office in my dad’s old office over the garage. I work at the desk he bought when he was in college. My dogs inspire me to relax and be playful at work. My mom reminds me of what is really important (family). Fishing and gardening provide a beautiful way to get fresh air and exercise while eating the fish is just amazing.
All this sounds perfect right? Well, during COVID quarantine, I was in a knife fight with my inner voice to find peace and balance. During this time, I had to ask for help from God and my daughter. Both have delivered me to my higher self for a much more balanced view of the world. I turned off the TV, social media, and limited my phone usage. Instead I turned on music, writing, photography, talking about the beauty of life with Steve, and slowly but surely, I am in a much more peaceful state.
A Million Small Steps 