Saturday, February 8, 2014

Day 4

I did it, even though I really didn't feel like going.  I went to the gym and used the elliptical for 10 minutes and watched the American ice skating couple on the Olympics.  It's all I needed, and I'm glad I went.

Today's experience was an experience worth experiencing.  I woke up early to a pink sunny living room.  I had brunch with a friend and we talked about Divine Openings.  It was good to connect with her.  I brought my doggie with me to brunch and everyone fawned over him, which is always nice.  I had the perfect amount of pancakes, bacon and eggs.  Everything was delightfully flavorful.  I went home and took a delicious nap, and was afforded extra time to do so by my friend telling me she would be late in arriving to make pizza.  I called my grandparents and had a nice conversation with them.  I look forward to visiting with them, hopefully soon.  My friend came over to make pizza. We shopped for pizza toppings and I was struck by how vast a selection of groceries I have available to me on any given day.  We came back to my apartment and she made dough while I tidied up my apartment.  We drank tea and chatted.  I helped roll out pizza crusts, and did a pretty good job at it!  A nice selection of friends came over and we all had a good time mingling and eating really good pizza.  It was a really nice time.  I experienced contrast with my mother, and felt things I really needed to feel.  I'm still feeling, and it's a good thing.  All feelings are good, and I keep reminding myself of that.  I went to the gym and did the elliptical, watched ice skating, and was nicely distracted by how fun it looks.  I came home and felt some more things, and I went to the Divine Openings forum where I found some links to some uplifting and inspiring videos (like the one above).  Really brought tears to my eyes and filled my heart with compassion and love for myself, and the possibility of opening up to that with my mom.  Everything will work out all right.  Now I'm ready for sleep and more sleep.

Love,
Adrienne

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