12. F. A last stop for now. Leaving to beat impending rain, pleased with progress. Way to go Martha old girl.
11. F. pause.I stretch my sore back and allow my mind to rest. What do I see? (rhetorical question- hehe)
10. F. pause. Another 15 minutes and inching toward goal. Mary is a bit distant but I do not worry
9. F. pause. That interval went more quickly. Do some deep breathing
8. F. pause. It’s working but it is a push at the end of a long week says Martha. Mary is ready for the weekend. I am alive and it is enough.
7. F. pause. (I set the bell after last stop). I look and see a little flame burning within me. I zoom in and there is Mary sitting by a fire, smiling. All is well
6. Yesterday I put on my mindfulness clock and got quite a bit done. Today I didn’t and I am doing quite a bit of daydreaming. Hmmm.
5. F. I close my eyes to rest a bit and must have dropped off because I was having a problem and the male singer was chanting the answer to me (unfortunately it was in Russian). I stay with the music a bit longer.
4. F. pause and deep breaths
3. F. (from a conversation with Eliza this morning): It is easier to take Martha lightly,knowing Mary is there for us.
2. Gr. This morning for the ease with which I am able to slide into the Mary mode although there is a full table for Martha to manage.
1. TGT. Another day in which the forecast says “light rain” and there was a torrential downpour this morning as I was getting ready. Fortunately, it was somewhat depleted by the time I reluctantly got on my bicycle. I arrived at my destination fairly dry. Being extra alert and careful takes precedence to appreciation on such days.
I am alive another day. I breathe in the air deeply and think of Mary smiling which should have been the title of the post yesterday. If that topic interests any future reader, please see #397.
