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action or later. Please see Debugging in WordPress for more information. (This message was added in version 6.7.0.) in /home4/jwhite/public_html/wp-includes/functions.php on line 6114For me, these last several months have been one of those times.<\/p>\n
Simultaneously, though, as life often happens, wonderful things have co-existed in this same tender, frustrating space.<\/p>\n
Just today\u2014when I find myself internally cheerleading that we\u2019re nearly through it!<\/em> and go, team, go!<\/em>\u2014I\u2019m driving down a windy country road with unexpected construction, behind a truck depositing gravel, when a piece of loose stone flies up and nicks my windshield. Then I momentarily find myself stopped and waiting to be able to pass through this now one-lane road, talking to one of the workers. At one point, I get out of my car and show him the nick as he\u2019s giving me a phone number to call.<\/p>\n Later, when I\u2019m driving home, I feel the stick, stick, stickiness of my feet as I alternately press the clutch and gas pedals. I mentally slap my forehead with my hand and think, \u201cDoh! Tar on my most expensive and newest shoes.\u201d<\/p>\n I spend the next hour with a toothbrush and various soapy concoctions scrubbing at them in my kitchen sink.<\/p>\n My mental cheerleader vanished and turned into a not-so-cute devil perched upon my weary shoulder.<\/p>\n I\u2019m back to feeling easily agitated and to taking in deep breaths before responding to something challenging that my small daughter does. More and more, I find myself wondering why my life has been such a string of bad-luck-type events when, for one, I don\u2019t believe in bad luck and, for another, I genuinely seek a life of no drama; one of joy.<\/p>\n Yet, sometimes, regardless of our intentions or luck status, we find every wonderful, glorious life occurrence colored\u2014or dimmed\u2014by the shadow of something difficult. While I certainly haven\u2019t come up with the perfect answer to why this is, I have come up with something that helps me work through my life and, better still, to enjoy it.<\/p>\n I do this:<\/p>\n I intentionally slide my shoulderblades down and lift my heart skyward.<\/p>\n I inhale into my expanding chest, feeling the power and healing of breath, and I exhale the tensions out of my neck and jaw. And when I forget that life is something to be taken in stages, one step at a time rather than in dismissive chunks and fundamentally unobservant journeys, I remind myself to inhale, exhale and repeat.<\/p>\n At the top of my lungs.<\/p>\n In the car with windows rolled down.<\/p>\n In the kitchen with sauces simmering on the stovetop.<\/p>\n I sing softly to my tiny daughter and I sing spontaneously as the water runs down my body in warm showers.<\/p>\n I sing.<\/em><\/p>\n When I want to cry. Well, okay, sometimes I cry. However, generally all we need to do is look at life differently.<\/p>\n That tar on my shoes? Really. Something like that could easily have ended up in a bad story.<\/p>\n Um, moving on.<\/p>\n Last night I found myself praying and then feeling silly because I really didn\u2019t know who the hell I was praying to. Regardless, I did. And I felt better.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t eat to soothe myself and I don\u2019t cook to pacify the people I love. Instead, I eat as a normal, healthy human animal does, but I pay attention to the crispy crunch of tortilla chips or the chocolate-y, velvety texture of my first cup of morning coffee\u2014and it reminds me that every moment of my ordinary life is something to be taken in, appreciated and felt (even when that coffee burnt my mouth this morning and I was suddenly spitting my first sip back into the cup).<\/p>\n I love fiercely.<\/p>\n I love completely.<\/p>\n I love easily.<\/p>\n I love openly.<\/p>\n I love jealously.<\/p>\n I love compassionately.<\/p>\n1. I breathe into my heart space.<\/a><\/h4>\n
2. I sing.<\/h4>\n
3. I laugh.<\/h4>\n
4. I pray.<\/h4>\n
5. I eat.<\/h4>\n
6. I love.<\/a><\/h4>\n