I See Rest

My daughter has left for the weekend.

The house is still and quiet. The dogs just came in from a full day of playing next door. They come home around the same time each day. I appreciate how they know they’ve had enough for one day.

Watch and learn from the doggos.

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Yesterday, I found myself physically tired.

This weekend I’m going to take care of me. This month I’ve been giving away more of myself than usual, but cannot pour from an empty cup.

Yesterday, my daughter noticed I was being quiet and she knew. Mom is tapped out for a bit.

I changed my theme for this site and forgot about it. When I typed in the address to come here and write, I didn’t recognize the site as mine, but thought, ‘Wow. That’s so pretty.’ 🙂

That is what we call dog tired.

Self-care weekend in full pursuit my lovelies. Looking at my dogs in this moment, I see rest.

Feel the Music

When my daughter first started driving, we lived in the country. There was no traffic unless she took a major highway to visit her Dad or friends.

She learned to take the back roads.

The advice I offered was, “Let as many people out as possible. If you see someone that needs to enter the lane in front of you, let them.” That’s good karma and it will come back to you.

Now we live where there’s lots of traffic. She was hesitant when she needed to pull out, but I told her, “Look for a truck. They will let you out.”

Especially a Chevy or Ford! 🙂

Y’all people drive pick up trucks.

My daughter shakes her head at how country I can be sometimes. She says I need to hide my crazy better, but it’s fun being a Y’all people.

All the Magnificence

My daughter has left for the weekend.

We have this word we’ve been using.

Magnificent.

Let the weekend begin.

I hugged her before she left and she said, “You smell good.” I was wearing my shimmer mist, so maybe she will see some glitter from that hug later on.

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She texted me once she arrived at her destination and said, “Have a magnificent weekend!” My response was, “I wish you all the magnificence”.

I wish the same for you my darlings.

A Marvelous Option

My daughter came home Monday to our front porch sprinkled with glitter. She’s concerned about leaving me alone on the weekends now. 🙂

I explained how it all started with her.

She was walking to her car and almost slipped off the front porch. It’s in the shade and becomes slippery after a rain. I made a note to fix it.

After she left, I noticed it was time to refill the hummingbird feeder. It had a little liquid inside, so I dumped it out. The sugar water splattered onto the porch, but once it dried it looked like glitter.

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I went to a craft store and bought a can of clear spray glitter. That didn’t work out. Maybe it was a dud can, but the spray was clear with no glitter.

I went back to the store and bought glitter.

Just a container of it. Never knew there were so many options! Before my daughter arrived, I sprinkled it on the porch. Yes lovely, it’s magical!

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I’m pondering painting the steps with a clear-coat of glitter. It comes in a can to be brushed on like paint.

That, my darlings, is a marvelous option.

 

Do For Themselves

I always know when it’s time to write.

Whether it be in a journal, my book, or here.

The dogs become quiet and the house falls into a deafening stillness. The birds are singing in the front yard even though there is no bird feeder.

The squirrels left, but the birds stayed.

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It’s been a little more than a week since I began praying over my daughter everyday. These are serious prayers that will bring breakthrough. I’m already beginning to see cracks in her armor.

She hasn’t been anxious or depressed that I’ve seen. The only thing she has mentioned is, she is tired. I believe it’s from carrying the burden for so long.

I’m using Stormie Omartian’s book, “The Power of Praying for Your Adult Children.” My daughter sees it laying out and it relocates day to day, so she knows it’s being used. I didn’t have to announce my mission. She knows I’m on a spiritual war path.

The only thing I’ve mentioned to her was something I read in the book. Omartian writes, “Anxiety in the heart of man causes depression, but a good word makes it glad.” (Proverbs 12:25)

This gave her food for thought.

If you want to pray but not sure where to begin, a good start is Stormie Omartian’s books. She has one for every topic and has written one for Emotional Wholeness and Wellness. I will use that one next.

That book has a chapter for anxiety and depression, but my daughter will have to pray that for herself.

As a parent we are living examples and do for them until they are ready to do for themselves.

Don’t Shrink Yourself

I awoke by what sounded like a blender.

Then that familiar scent entered my room.

My WordPress friend, Still a Dreamer, gets this moment. She refers to it as the Nectar of the Gods. Yes my darling, I woke up to the smell of a freshly brewed Chemex! Life doesn’t get any better!

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My daughter is a master of the Chemex.

She taught me how to make one, but mine are never as good as hers. She has it down to a science. She has class this morning, but took time to make one knowing it would be a beautiful way to begin this day. I was giddy holding this cup of magical brew.

Yes lovely, happiness is really that simple.

As my daughter was getting ready for class, she couldn’t decide what shoes to wear. She wanted to wear her new boots, but I could sense reluctance, so I questioned her quandary. Her response wasn’t what I thought it would be. It wasn’t so much about the boots, but how tall they made her look.

She is giving a presentation in front of her class. She is 5′ 8″ tall, just a little shorter than me. As she slid on her Converse sneakers I gave her a word of advice. You see, I felt the same way at her age.

I was taller than all the boys in school and wearing heels makes me look even taller. She doesn’t want to bring attention to herself, but today I know this…

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Boots on my darling. Don’t shrink yourself.

Take a Stroll

I don’t enjoy the word ‘exercise’.

It just sounds like zero fun to me.

There is an older gentleman that strolls by my house. He uses a cane, or walking stick, and just strolls down the road. One morning he noticed me in the yard, and stopped to chat for a bit.

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He told me about all the weight he has lost. He felt better since he began walking but he walks at a slower pace now because he doesn’t want to lose anymore weight. He must walk less frequently as well because I haven’t seen him recently.

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In Julia Cameron’s books, she recommends walking twice a week. She doesn’t indicate for exercise, she suggests it to clear the mind and become inspired.

I’ve began to stroll my neighborhood.

When you think of it as a stroll instead of exercise, it takes away all excuses. I don’t need fancy running pants, or shoes. When the mood strikes, I grab a jacket or scarf and walk out the front door.

My daughter smiled at me for walking out with my reading glasses still resting on top of my head.

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As I was typing this, I saw a reflection move across the laptop screen. It was that gentleman walking by.

Be inspired my lovelies and take a stroll.