November 3rd, Out, Over and then Out again..

From an early morning meditation, to journaling and being in high spirits- seeing flowers blooming, makes my day .A week of distracting myself from Papa's physical non presence at a festive time, dealing with the grief, and a multitude of charged emotions.. 

Today was a day to spend alone, reflect, and Just be- which ended up being reflective in a different way- visited a lovely family, who have a child with divergent needs, conversations of/on parenting in these ways, our trials and errors, our learnings and beliefs, how much strife and struggle, and finally coming to Acceptance.. they are such unique journeys - our children being our Zen Masters.. Leaving their house with so much joy on meeting their child and being greeted with the purest smile and a gentle peck on the cheek..Blessed is how I feel. 

Then chose to honour my mother's need for some organisational changes in our home- we needed to go see some beds for our guest room,wandering in stores, walking, checking out specifications, measuring, approving, disapproving- in everything I've started seeing the deeper meaning, what is this teaching me? What is this showing me? How much do I want perfection, where am I willing to compromise, how much will I fit in, and where can't I give any space..The misfit won't work, and yet there I am - the mis fit..

So, finally after this adventurous day, which was ‘just to be’ turned into a uniquely reflective day.. Only to come back home and totally be out, exhausted, and P A U S E and R E ST, Truly Rest..