I woke up feeling the dichotomous sensations of warm and cold. The weather said a chance of flurries. Really? I felt a tinge of worry as I fell asleep last night. "What if I don't remember that I'm cleansing when I wake up tomorrow." That's why I chose to get rid of the easy foods in the apartment. No use watching the beautiful romanesco broccoli go bad while I fight the temptation to eat it. As I slept I dreamt of potatoes. Again, not a usual craving for me. My mind is working hard to lobby me to eat something I think. Other than that my dreams were pleasant. Today I'm going to do a bit of house work and enjoy something on netflix.
Oh, the salt is calling. Time to go.
Later that day...
I like how things now move slowly in my life. I like how I can see the joys passing as they are happening. I like that I can really savor them in long moments and deeper breaths.
I'm working my way through some dehydration. Eric is so calming to my being. It's nice to hear more than one voice saying, "It's going to be ok." I'm surprised with how good I felt today. I had a few cravings for food, but felt very little hunger. I feel so calm. Soothed. There is something wonderful about knowing that this is apart of the path that began many years ago here in this place. A decade later, everything is different. A decade of choices to become aware to my own self, of choosing to let go, of loving indiscriminately, of believing that "here somewhere in the heart of me there is still apart of me that still cares."
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