The (no-charge) challenge/program I'm currently hosting, 15 For Me, started last Thursday. And I am nourished, humbled, honored, and joy-filled to be on this 15-day journey with the more than 40 people who signed up. We have a small facebook group and a small number sharing on instagram (both are optional, not requirements for participating in the program) and I'm daily blown away by the way they are caring for their self and their soul.
I'm doing the challenge too, right along with them. I often have to re-read the day's email to remember the prompts and suggestions I gave for that day, but doing the prompts/suggestions aren't requirements either... because the main thing is showing up for yourself, daily, for at least 15 minutes a day during the 15 days until the Equinox, and doing what you need for self care and soul nourishment. And sometimes that goes along with the daily prompts, and sometimes it doesn't, and either way it's all okay.
So... some days, I do one of the prompts/suggestions I've sent out in that day's email. Other days I choose something different for my self-care, soul-nourishment needs.
But I've been doing something caring and nourishing, taking time for myself, each day.
And sometimes I've been sharing my thoughts with this journey. Today is one of those times. The below is what I wrote, paired with the photo shown above.:
For me, part of soul nourishment is noticing and appreciating what I already have. And that's not always easy for me. Sometimes I can get too caught up in wishing things were different and wanting something else (something "better"). I can get too caught up in the hard-money-stuff and wishing I was heathy enough for a "normal" job, and comparing what I see with others' lives, and focusing on the house repairs and worn furniture and non-working oven, and wanting to live in a town where I felt at home and had a tribe... Instead of focusing on what I DO have - right here, right now - that gives me what I'm seeking.
And then there are afternoons like this. When I consciously and intentionally focus on the good. The slow-cooked-chicken leftovers in the fridge, waiting for us for supper. The folding of the laundry while I listen to a recording and our kitty-girl naps on a pillow, in a room that feels like me in spite of the worn carpet and the windowframes that need to be replaced. The forgetting for a while about financial issues while I read and relax, sun shining into rooms and a fan helping the a/c on this hot feels-like-summer day... and then doing more of what sings to me: painting a bit, writing more prompts about self-care for people who opened themselves to give their email addresses to me, and writing fiction about a summer in 1984 and the healing of a family.
Remembering, realizing again, I have what I'm looking for, if I'll accept what is in this moment instead of wishing for "other." It is enough. Some things are still scary - but there's beauty and joy in the mix too.
And grace. I am open-armed inviting in and accepting the grace.