Mornin' sunshine, the garden says to me today. Up bright and early. Trying to beat the heat - get some work done in the garden before I toast and shrivel like the tips of the beet leaves. Feels good.
I'm challenging myself through some interesting and new-to-me ways of being. I'm taking a month (45 days actually and I'm 3 weeks into it) to relate to food and my body differently then I ever have before. In one breath I'm certain I can't "do it". In another breath I see that I am capable of even harder things and that this "diet" and dr. guided treatment for those things that women like to chat about in circles with other women sometimes in a whisper, sometimes in a roar of laughter and zealous understanding nods depending on how their mothers' talked to them about it. Imbalance. Striving for balance. Wanting to feel good - like my spirit and body are kindred spirits rather than opposing forces. All this while not wanting to blog about "diets" (as in food I can eat, not as in fad diets) and the unearthing that comes with the...the...what's another word beside struggle? I don't want to struggle. It's not really a struggle. I want to ride fully present on an adventure of learning my strengths. THAT makes it something that I can look forward to in a delicious day that begins with the greeting "Mornin' sunshine".
Am I willing to give this my best shot? Am I willing to believe that my best shot might actually be pretty dang good? Am I willing to live in a sense of adventure rather than struggle and dread? Am I willing to trust, even if just for an instant, over and over and over, that the spirit that is me is stronger than the fear of not being able. That's where it all starts - being willing and Yes. Yes. Yes. I am willing.
Speaking of spirit - Liz has kindly included me on her list of her Nine Series interviews along with some other lovely souls. If you read what Liz says in the introduction paragraph, you'll know exactly how I feel about her too. Love you, girl! ox