Today started out pretty rough.  I’m trying to get used to a new schedule and it feels a little forced still.  Nothing is habit yet and I keep forgetting things – like dinner.  (Oh yeah, I need to provide that for people.  huh.)  So, by lunch time I’d sworn under my breath (out loud) at a woman in the store who ran her cart into mine (and acted like nothing happened), hydroplaned over a median (no injuries or damage) on the way home from grocery shopping, reacted to my children with (a bit much) passive-aggressive rudeness, and beaten myself up over how off I felt (I considered calling this post, “I Suck Today.”)  So, all-in-all, not a great morning.

After a few tears and deep breaths, I went to the bathroom and washed my face with some cold water.  (Nobody wants to play taxi-mom all afternoon with puffy, red eyes.  Am I right?)  When I looked up and saw my reflection, I saw the necklace I’d put on that morning.

Backstory: I couldn’t decide what to wear this morning.  I dressed and redressed.  I finally figured that out and then moved on to finding the right necklace.  I looked at all the ones I had hanging on my jewelry tree and none were right.  I tried a few on, just in case…nope.  Where’s the one I need?  I knew something was missing, even though I couldn’t remember what it was.  Then I remembered I had some jewelry in a little bag from a trip a month or so ago.  And, voila!  I found one of my favorite necklaces.  How could I forget it?  As I put it on I thought, “I must need grounding today.”

So, back to the cold water face wash, I looked in the mirror and saw the polished circle of wood dangling in front of me.  I smiled to myself.

I get it.  I need to be grounded.  I need to breathe.  I need to give myself a break.  I need to not force things.  I am okay.  Thanks.

Just like that, I decided to have a different ending to my day.  And I did.

The day began feeling off-kilter, but with some help from God, the universe, my ancestors (I’m not really sure what energies were at work) it ended feeling much more on-kilter.  I don’t think ‘on-kilter’ is a thing, but I certainly felt more even-keeled, more okay, more content.

So, moral of the story…

Don’t be afraid to start again, as many times as needed.  Sometimes in the middle of the day.


About Annie

I am an occasionally confident, mostly comfortable woman. That hasn't always been the case, but, I have to say, it feels good to be at this place in my life now! As a mother, wife, sister, daughter, and friend I hope to inspire, educate, and grow with all my readers through this blog. I embrace life and strive to find a refreshing glass of lemonade no matter how many lemons life tosses my way. I'm glad you're joining me on this journey. Cheers!
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  1. Pingback: Getting Grounded | Sips of Stillness

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