I’ve been faffing around so far this morning…
It’s a dark one. Rained during the night. Have the back door open to let in fresh air. Although that loses some of the ambient overnight warmth in my terraced house, it is so worth it.
Fecund smell of wet earth and grass and autumn. Not yet winter it says… But soon will be. So enjoy whatever’s left of this season.
I am…
Took the whole weekend off to just be and do whatever felt liked from watching favourite TV programmes to reading, hoovering the stairs (so fulfilling!), putting on a wash, sitting and staring into space in a kind of Pooh Bear way, snoozing after lunch and to sniffing in with big sighs the sounds and sights of autumn.
De-freakin-licious!
And this morning?
Start-of-week-itis…
Time to get going while the part of me that wants to extend the weekend protests with ‘faffing.’
Aha! Time to negotiate with myself…
Who said I can’t have both?
Head down and do the work until 2pm followed by shower, hair wash and all the pampering that goes with it. And then?
My late American brother-in-law called me-time ‘island time.’ Just close your eyes to imagine the words and you’ll get exactly what he meant…
So ‘island time’ is exactly what I’m going to get me later on… How about you?
Love and wild warm wishes…
You are perfect imperfection with a delicious divine light
that yearns to shine and touch the world.
So let it shine, woman, let it shine!
PS… If your Protestant work ethic kicks in to make you feel guilty, kick it right out again. All work and no play… you know the rest! Hey, you could even enjoy me-time with your Wild Elder Mini-Journal. The perfect place to record your musings and dreams as you relax slowly and deliciously into ‘island time.’ Get yours here…