MONDAY: Another Monday and the running has begun. I'm sitting here getting my oil changed at 10:00 in the morning and my brain won't relax at all. Maybe that's ok, but I feel like I'm gonna run out of ink in my pen and certainly gonna run out of paper to write the barrage of sh-tuff in my little brain.
I find it kinda funny that I work so stinkin' hard to have fun. So today I will spend the entire day literally haulin' as#* (even faster than normal) so that on Wednesday I can enjoy a little pizza party with my Girl Scout troop, on Thursday I can be fully present and prepared (as well as possible) for the bakery's one year anniversary celebration (IKR!!!), and on Friday, leave right after school/work to go have our yearly weekend of fun with John's family. And somehow manage to not break out into hives!! I do it all the time! Kinda cracks me up but ma'an when it's time to play, I can definitely say "I'm all in!"!
FRIDAY: So it's now Friday afternoon and we are sitting in traffic on our way up north. Don't you find that ironic. HA! Sitting in traffic. Idol. Doing nothing but being being delayed from the weekend o' fun. The ironic-ness of that is so "in yo' face". Someday I'm gonna ask God why he thinks this kind of stuff is comical. Cuz you so know he is laughin' his fanny off...almost like he saw a 5' medal chicken at the pearly gates!! (had to do it Mar')!!! :o)
Monday, August 29, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
I Move and Breathe
"In God, I move and breathe and have my being." ~ Oprah
It goes without saying that I adore Oprah. I adore her heart, her intentions, her abilities, and on and on and on. Last week, while watching "Behind Season 25", Oprah was speaking of her last elevator ride (which she did by herself before every show) to do her last show. She uses that quick time to do a little prayer and center herself and her intentions for the show to come.
Needless to say, a lot was riding on the "last show". How would she go out? What was the intention of the show/finale? Did it line up with the intention of the last 25 years?
On that elevator ride, she said (in a meditative way) the quote above ~ "In God, I move and breathe and have my being." In this lifetime, I am certain that those words would never have come across my lips of my own doing, but now, it seems all I want to say to myself.
This has been a hard (almost one) year for me. Physically, emotionally, physically... :o) and I feel as though parts of my Being are coming back. I read a book! I had dinner last Saturday with two of my favorite people on the whole Earth! I sat, yes SAT, down one afternoon and simply read!
My husband said to me a few weeks ago (when I was whining about not having time to read anymore), to just "pick up the book and start...who cares when you finish, but you'll NEVER finish if you don't start". Huh, who knew? He's like a Monk or a Prophet or something, hey?
So it's like that for me now. At least for this stage. I shall just start "it", whatever "it" is. And I am certain that I shall be surprised at what happens. Maybe surprised isn't the right word. I shall be, what....pleased? Fulfilled? Dunno...but I do know that this feels like my being is getting back on track, so I shall move (forward) and breathe...In God.
It goes without saying that I adore Oprah. I adore her heart, her intentions, her abilities, and on and on and on. Last week, while watching "Behind Season 25", Oprah was speaking of her last elevator ride (which she did by herself before every show) to do her last show. She uses that quick time to do a little prayer and center herself and her intentions for the show to come.
Needless to say, a lot was riding on the "last show". How would she go out? What was the intention of the show/finale? Did it line up with the intention of the last 25 years?
On that elevator ride, she said (in a meditative way) the quote above ~ "In God, I move and breathe and have my being." In this lifetime, I am certain that those words would never have come across my lips of my own doing, but now, it seems all I want to say to myself.
This has been a hard (almost one) year for me. Physically, emotionally, physically... :o) and I feel as though parts of my Being are coming back. I read a book! I had dinner last Saturday with two of my favorite people on the whole Earth! I sat, yes SAT, down one afternoon and simply read!
My husband said to me a few weeks ago (when I was whining about not having time to read anymore), to just "pick up the book and start...who cares when you finish, but you'll NEVER finish if you don't start". Huh, who knew? He's like a Monk or a Prophet or something, hey?
So it's like that for me now. At least for this stage. I shall just start "it", whatever "it" is. And I am certain that I shall be surprised at what happens. Maybe surprised isn't the right word. I shall be, what....pleased? Fulfilled? Dunno...but I do know that this feels like my being is getting back on track, so I shall move (forward) and breathe...In God.
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