When I started this blog, I committed to
writing a post a week. I figured that was not over committing, and it meant
that each week I was accountable for doing something positive for myself. If I
had nothing to write about, then I was straying from my goals of health,
wellbeing and balance.
So here I am, confessing, that for
the past couple weeks I have struggled to pull out my laptop and write. Partly
because I felt I had nothing meaningful to write about, partly because I
have been busy and distracted with work and life, and partly because I am still
finding my routines after the move, and on most days, I am feeling more
unsettled than balanced.
But I am getting there. Day by day, week
by week, I am feeling more comfortable in my own skin and in my surroundings. Our
place is starting to feel like home and I have started to carve out some new
routines and spaces that feel healthy and restorative. Like walking home
from work, doing yoga stretches each morning on the patio, Sunday afternoon grocery
shopping, coffee and spelt toast at Sonoma, flowers from the fratelli fresh market…
And so I have pulled out the laptop, pushed
aside the excuses, and here I am again, making a commitment to write about this
journey, every week, even when it feels hard or unworthy.
Because that was the point wasn't it.
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