The first several hours of this day went well. A talk with a good friend, with progress made on some work-related decisions.
Gorgeous weather outside, blue skies, sunshine, a breeze, and temperatures moderate enough for me to open the windows and patio door instead of having the air conditioner on. It feels wonderful outside.
But this afternoon, as I started thinking about some things I need to do, and other things I’m trying to get clarity about, I started to feel the stress rise.
I spent some time outside.
And then I spent some time in front of the easel.
I got out the canvas I started the other day (replacing the current one on the easel – I often paint on more than one project at a time).
Using more blues, and using more water, I stood there and let myself get lost in the flow of the paint on the canvas.
Letting my brush flow, letting the water flow, letting myself simply do swirls and curves and drips and drops.
Not worrying about the end result.
Only painting. Enjoying the doing of it.
Connecting – again – to joy.
I’m diving deeply into self-care right now. Because I’m not feeling my best physically.
Because my emotions are being stirred.
Clearing is happening – in my physical space as we declutter, toss, rearrange, reorganize.
And clearing energetically and emotionally.
Where will it all lead?
To deeper healing… that’s my hope, and my belief.
But the path to healing isn’t always a smooth or pleasant one.
I’m holding onto trust.
Trusting that all I need will be provided.
And I’m doing a deep-dive into self-care for nourishment, rest, rejuvenation.
Self-care helps in healing.
Self-care helps in trusting.
Self-care helps in getting through to lighter times.
Trust even if you can’t see what’s ahead.
Trust even if you don’t know.
Trust that what you need will be provided.
My husband I got home a little while ago from a visit with my parents. My folks live an hour away, so it’s not a very long drive but it’s long enough to listen to several songs. We drove, the night muggy from the rain of the day, the windows down to let in the summer air that wasn’t exactly cool but was cool enough not to need the air conditioner going in the car.
And we blasted the radio, enjoying the music as we rode.
Oldies were playing… Gloria Gaynor, Hall & Oates, Billy Joel, the Stones.
I danced in my seat to the fast ones. Sometimes I sang along.
It made me think about the role music plays in my self-care.
I LOVE music. LOVE. All sorts of music, most genres. It can soothe me, uplift me, get me moving, or get me crying.
I’m currently doing some online courses where we get up from the phone or computer or wherever we might be listening, and we dance to music for a few minutes – we do this as a way to help shift the energy, as well as to help integrate and ground what we’re learning. We move and dance to music by Loreena McKennitt, James Asher, and others.
It’s new to me to incorporate music and movement into classes and learning experiences. And I love it.
Music is energy… and music shifts energy.
Music feeds my soul. It nourishes me. It helps me release blocked emotions. It helps me connect more to joy.
That’s why it’s such an important part of my self-care.