Nurture the growing wildflowers in your life and in your heart. Don’t focus on the thorns; let them serve their purpose. Weekend Coffee Share, 11/22/20
Tired but still kicking. Looking for the positives wbile removing the thorns, to bring forth gratitude.This is all I can give today. I hope it inspires you. Have a great week and a happy Thanksgiving my friends!
Welcome to my Weekend Coffee Share, hosted by Allison at Eclecti Ali. It is a coffee day for me, though three days a week it is Matcha green tea. And my coffee today is half-caff. I believe this is better for my health and ability to sleep, and the Florida weather is very sweat-producing lately, which disagrees with my age. 🙂 Half-caff seems to be all I need, though I am pretty tired in the evenings now. We’ll see how that goes when we have less daylight.
My focus is all over the place. I brought home work to do last night and still have some to do this morning. Tomorrow there’s a drive through Trunk or Treat in the afternoon at church and I’m taking pictures. It should be fun.
Focus being as it is, let me just pick a word and ponder on it. Random Word Generator says: Heal. Gosh, if that isn’t the word of the year for me, then I don’t know if words even exist. Take a gander at what I’ll call a free-flow poem:
Mudflower, by Pamela Schloesser Canepa (c) 2020
If you heal, you are a flower growing out of the mud.What matters is not that you were in the mud, but that you are a flower. Should one forget the mud? It was a cool, nurturing place for you. Maybe forget the bugs. Mud grew you into a flower, and not just any flower. You may be a tiger lily or a wildflower but with thorns along its side. You are not easily plucked, friend to the bees, protecting itself, yet opening to flourish and receive the sunshine. Do not feel ashamed, but empowered. What matters is that you are a flower.
True story. My life. I think I’ll try these sorts of poems more often. After all, I grew tired of griping about my health, the state of politics or education budgets, or my temporary writer’s block. This could start a prolific trend…dare I hope? Virtual hugs, my friends. Have a great week!
Welcome to my Weekend Coffee Share, hosted by Allison at Eclecti Ali.
My online course is winding down! Work keeps me busy as ever, but I missed a day and a half this last week due to sinus/allergy problems or a cold. I needed the rest, but it seems many of my students missed me, which makes me feel good!
My son is becoming an adult, working steadily and learning new things, and I have no one to take care of but…myself. Last night, he said, “I sometimes wish I was on my own, but you all (his grandma and I) keep me out of trouble.” What a wonderful acknowledgment! So I am taking care of myself now, per the request of my brain and body. I’m going to pilates this morning and having a massage this afternoon. It takes a village to keep my mind/body straight and work out my knots. I am willing to accept help and have sought it. I also have a friend meeting me at pilates, so there may be a coffee chat for us afterward as well, since I only had half of a half-caff (can you do the Math? 🙂
I finally finished editing and processing my physical therapy journey and what I’ve learned and still am learning on pain’s connection to the brain. You can read it here: Pain, Growth, and Making a Truce with My Brain Let me know if you are not able to read it all. It is a different blogging site for me, as I am branching out. However, hardly anyone knows me there.
I am also considering a new post in a series I used to do called “My Exercise Evolution.” I may be able to get a post out this coming week. Then, within two weeks, I will be a novelist again, editing and proofing the Malachi manuscript! Woohoo! it is like a mother who misses her grown child. At least I see the light at the end of the tunnel…
I hope the weather is nice where you are; I know I have enjoyed having dog snuggles the last few nights, as it was in the thirties last night. *shivers*
Thank you for stopping by, and I hope you have a great weekend!