It's going to be a high of 96 degrees today (the heat index puts it in the 100s), so I'm sitting in my dark living room, grateful for the shade-giving trees in the front yard, the ceiling fan, and the a/c. My chores are done, my body exercised and fed, and now I have nothing much to do until it's time to meet Nathan at the bus stop. It's time to go internal.
Summer vacation begins in a couple of weeks, and though I look forward to all the extra time with Nathan, schedules will have to be reassessed, and weekly doings will have to be reconsidered. This isn't a bad thing, it's just different--and I have my troubles with adjusting to new routines.
There's also the new school Nathan will be starting in August. Though this is an overwhelmingly positive change, there are little pieces of it that bother me. New things that have to be considered, new routines (again), and new expenses. Adjusting.
Then there's me. Change is going to have to happen--no matter how much I may resist. I've got to pull myself out of the bog and begin to move. How, when, where, why, isn't even relevant--I just need to put this body/mind/spirit of mine back into action. And once the motion begins, I've got to try to remember how hard it is to get started once I've stopped. And to not stop again.
With all the changes and all the adjustments, comes something else to consider. Can this be done with love and kindness? To myself and everyone around me? Can I meet life with joy, and perhaps a little serenity thrown in, as well?
Yes to change, no to drama.