Sometimes life gets too busy, too stressed and can overwhelm. Our goals and dreams become tangled in the matted knot of thoughts and pressures that bombard us daily.
When that starts to happen we lose sight of who and what we are. We focus on the silly, inconsequential things, ignoring what's important and then a rising panic starts to well that we're not achieving what we desire, that we're failing and that life's starting to unravel.
Well I don't know about you but that's what happens to me on occasion and has been building over the past two or three weeks.

It works, I can categorically say that as I've been practising it a lot since and as soon as I was able to calm myself I was able to to recognise that I was so busy looking and worrying about everyone else, I'd lost sight of me and who I am.

The roar of the weir drowned out most of my own noise as the water cascaded down the mossy concrete bank, taking it's long journey to the sea. I was still able to hear the birds singing around me as they hopped around the pink blossomed branches of nearby trees and listen to the ducks quack as they jumped out of the river and settled down for a snooze.
I noticed the shadows cast from trees mirrored on the flowing river, the cold breeze on my skin and the clouds as they moved across the sky, darkening the light around me at times and then shining so brightly you could almost hear the daffodils sing as they soaked up the sun's rays.
I stopped doing everything and lived for that moment in time, thinking how lucky I was that I was able to do just that. How grateful I am that I live the life I do and am surrounded by the people I know in both real life and my virtual social media world. It was a special moment in time and one I want to keep hold of because all those worries I mentioned wont be going away, they're still there but they needed to be put back into perspective.
I left that tranquil place and drove to my gardening class with a smile. Because I'd stopped for just a brief while I was able to talk about, teach and share my passion for what I do. I was able to function again.
Today is a new day. I'm back. Are you......?
Such a lovely post Dee and yes some 'me' time is so important, sometimes its easy to forget with the hectic pace of today's world - Catherine
ReplyDeleteThanks Catherine. Hope you're getting to spend some of your own in your lovely French parks :)
DeleteI hear ya! Today I am so shattered, might take a walk, which usually works. But for now, I went with you on your walk, beautiful, I really enjoyed that bit of fresh air:~)
ReplyDeleteAw thanks Catherine, am delighted as it's usually me sharing your beautiful walks :-)
ReplyDeleteOh Dee, what a beautiful post! know exactly how you feel. I think when you're a wife, mother and all the other hats we wear somewhere along the way, we forget to be 'me'. Good that 'you're' back!
ReplyDeleteSharon
Thanks for your lovely comment Sharon. Yep sometimes only so much multitasking we can do!
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful advice. I'm going to try that breathing exercise. I really am. I love the photos. Slowing down and taking time to just be, love that. One of my 'three words to live by' this year is balance. This post is a perfect reminder. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Nancy & yes, balance is something we all have to work at I think.
DeleteGot you, loud and clear, Dee. What a way to clear the cobwebs and re-charge the batteries. Will be taking your advice. x
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your 'you time' Colette and look forward to seeing you again when you've 'regrouped' x
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