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Gentle, warm temperatures, a barely perceptible breeze, and a dappled lawn were my companions along with my two boys Sunday afternoon.
Norman inspires many of my leisurely as well as curiosity pursuits, and yesterday’s hour of leisure was prompted by seeing him find a spot in what I am calling my sunshine garden and just close his eyes and be still. Not necessarily napping until he did, he simply soaked up the moment.
Following his good example, I prepared Oscar a bed on the porch in the shade (his preference being a black pup and older, so needed some padding to rest upon as well), grabbed Beatrix Potter’s biography which I am savoring, and left a window open so I could enjoy the live performance of Yo-Yo Ma on YouTube, In Tribute, in which he played for hours to honor those the world has lost, the healthcare and essential workers as well as uplift us all. I layed upon the grass, half in shade and half caressed by the sunshine, and just lost track of time, savoring the moment.
As tempting as it has become for many of us especially in the states to venture out as though nothing has held us inside our homes for over two months, I have changed very little since Phase One began last week. Admittedly, a helpful influence to do so are moments such as the one described above.
An adjustment . . .
. . . for my mind has happened over all that we have been going through, and it is a letting go of many fears and worries (most initially unconscious at this point in my life, but some still conscious) of either living alone or slowing down or going about life in a way different than my either educational counterparts or neighbors or many fellow Bendites, or [fill-in-the-blank with anyone who imposes fear for not choosing their choice or way of life]. The gift it seems is a washing away of wasteless worries and having more energy to savor, to celebrate, to create, to establish, to cultivate a rich life of ideas, of community, of fulfillment defined by the needs that are real, not the needs assumed errantly.
Each of us will and does have our unique needs that require awareness as well as needs assumed errantly that we need to let go so that they do not weigh us down – in other words, so that we can live and live well. Savoring the life we love living.
A settling in . . .
. . . ushers in peace and calm into my days I have not experienced for I do not know how long. I will wake up mornings with the early dawn and birds chirping knowing that at least eight hours was given to restful sleep, and my smile is spontaneous and energy giddy to be tapped and expended for a enjoyable effort upon opening my eyes in all of this realization.
Having talked about this before when staying home began, slowing down, finding a steady pace as a way of going about our days, why not strive for this? Why not advocate for it? You are not alone for aching for it. I have a feeling many in TSLL community feel similarly. Compromise most assuredly will need to be reached, but again, there is a time to work tirelessly, but such a pace is only best when temporary in nature so that the awesomeness of the life we are living can been seen, savored and appreciated.
Longing . . .
. . . for physical touch, even the simple wanted brush of a hand from a loved one to a hug from a child or parent to a deeply felt kiss shared with a lover. Whether we have been living at home with someone or on our own, these are sensations and exchanges that have not dissipated regardless of the time in history. Perhaps, and as many of us are discovering, they are simply more appreciated, more deeply felt and a reminder of human connection being at the core of savoring life when times limit our ability to live freely. Of course, each of the experiences I shared are desired because of a far deeper connection beyond the surface. An emotional, time-spent-together enrichment of understanding and connection and one of invested caring, reaching out and loving in so many ways of thoughtfulness and care.
Loving . . .
. . . the discoveries and realizations of true kindred spirits, true beloved pastimes, that no matter what life reveals we must navigate through or around, such loves, such passions and interests, do not dissipate but in fact, often provides a deeper fulfillment than previously known. Such a discovery reminds us of the power of our decision to unearth our “loves” and pursue them, invest in them, protect them and revel in them.
Case in point, as I want to ease out of staying at home gradually, I am making sure my home continues to be a place I enjoy spending time at so I am planning and planting summer seeds, ordering a couple of books that I can begin reading when I finish Beatrix Potter’s biography and diving in resoluting to nudging (okay, more like pushing) my contractor to get the projects on my list done (which helps to motivate me to stay home as I want to take the time now to get the decision right that will last a lifetime potentially).
So it is perhaps a payment of gratitude to my Norman that I owe because it is in the slowing down, the savoring, the longing for human connection and the loving of my favorite pastimes that is making life and will continue to make life, daily life, a truly luxurious way of living.
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