Room Update

Like many, I’m home and feel the need for some kind of change. I’ve been thinking about all these small changes I could do. Some I have implemented are gratitude lists, daily meditation, and regular exercise. But now I look around my home and need something fresh here.

This probably doesn’t come as a surprise, but I rearranged my room. My bed changed position, and the furniture is in the process of moving. This was a much needed process. I dusted the surfaces and still more dust settled. In the corners, small objects such as beads or Lego pieces, fell and lived for quite some time. The whole room needed a deep clean.

The main reason for the new room had to do with getting cool air to flow better. At night, the ceiling fan could only do so much. Lastly, I got to declutter more of the items that I hadn’t used or do not need anymore.

Celebrating the Wins

The days go by then weeks and somewhere we forget how far we walked. I certainly had events fade from my memory. In tough times, I read my journal entries. The further I go back, I see all sorts of growth.

Today, I celebrate the wins. I celebrate the moments that I decided to pick myself up and fill my heart with love. I look over at the horizon and see hope again.

Those are the times I am so thankful for.

I did not give up on me. I know I deserved happiness, so I sought to be better. In my low moments, I looked up. I began again, and I am so proud of myself.

Life Like

I carry hope inside my heart the way I carry crystals in my pocket. I play with words like a child plays with blocks.

I build up a tower and crush it to rebuild a better, taller one.

I flow over the rough patches even gliding and smiling to this wave. At the peak, I feel the stillness knowing I have to walk back down and climb another mountain.

Instead of rolling down and crumbling at the bottom, I take gentle steps down the trail.

I experience the emotions, all the views, and being.

The Moments to Myself

I find my myself overwhelmed with sound, textures, technology, and thoughts. In frustration, I yell and get tired. I sleep more because of all the noise.

I begin again to find balance in all areas of my life. This week, I start this journey with stillness and silence. I clean up the dust and turn off the screens. My headphones come off to hear the hum of the fan or the pups crying outside. At first, my emotions pour over me then I can breath and find all the beauty.

I see the mother drink water from her bowl. She goes to her babies and feed them and clean their bodies.

Inside my home, the kids hum to themselves. I forget about the ticking clock. Peace reenters the room lowering my temper.

Sometimes too much is too much.

But I can always return to my journey of slowness, stillness, and flow.