Some days... This right her is a mom time out. Two in the last two days.*sigh* And I'm wearing thin. My youngest seems she is incapable of getting anything done. My other natives have been helpful but also moody. And my #2 has this face ...I call it a pout but it it makes you feel like the worst person ever. And she's been pulling it out at the drop of hat lately. My oldest is sore and not loving all these appointments..neither am I. Neither are any of us really. And to top it off my sciatica has been bugging me something awful since Sunday.
My patience... Well let's just say, I've stopped praying for more, because I know it will be tested.
We've been on constant go mode. Appointments, school, chores, eat , sleep, repeat. I'm tired. (Cue Madeline Kahn voice in my head) ". .so tired.." All this and the Man is here and gone. Duty calls and all. So it's just me and the natives. And I feel like I'm stumbling over my own feet. And their just staring at me with disappointed faces and hurt feelings..and I'm too tired to deal.
So alas I sit here. In my bed while they eat lunch. The breeze blowing in through my window and I can hear my bamboo chimes outside. Lord give me strength! Have I thanks him today? Nope. Probably should do that. I told him would.. especially when feeling overwhelmed and not liking much of anything. Thank you Lord!
Thank you for the natives. Thank you for this short moment of pause and for grace
And mercy. I am in need and thankful yours is limitless.
Découverte du jour thé papillon de nuit à l'épicerie des saveurs à Saint Esteve. Tout simplement une tuerie😲😲😲 À base de thé vert et noir du Vietnam de pétales de violettes bouton de rose aromes naturels de fraise framboise cerise caramel et des morceaux de sucre en coeur (que j'enlève car déjà assez sucré à mon goût). Comment s'autoriser une gourmandise et pas culpabilité.
Take a moment today to stop...breathe...look around you and give thanks that you can do this so easily. Be this peace to your neighbors, to the homeless person you pass at lunch, to the struggling mom who’s last moment of energy has left her, to your child who doesn’t need you to yell at them or judge...only to love them in their challenges and differences. Be the change...#peace#love#breathe#gratitude#bethechange#pause#child#homeless#parenting
One day, at a monastery, a puppy found himself in the room of mirrors. He saw himself reflected on to infinity on all sides. He wagged his tail and 1,000’s of puppies wagged back. He did a back flip of Joy and to his amazement so did the puppies. He eventually found his way out of the hall and was so over joyed with love for the world. Not too long there after another dog got in to the hall of mirrors. This Dog saw 1,000’s of other dogs staring back at him. He barked, and they all barked back. He growled and they all growled back. He attacked. It took many days for the Monks to clean up all the pieces of glass and the fur. They found after they had buried him the sorrow of this tragedy burdened them greatly. Many wished to close the hall of mirrors.
Endless daily tasks will always be there, but the time with your children will end. You have them but for a moment. Seize each one! Recognize that riches don’t lie in a perfectly clean house or an award winning dinner, but in the investment you make in the lives of your children, and the fullness of life you’ve been graced with in them. Life is busy. The question is: what are you busy with? -Susan Holloran #reflection#pause#slowdown#momlife#girlmom#devotional#momsofinstagram#busyisadistraction
A little pause between #FintaGiardiniera rehearsals in Zürich ☀️😎... and before leaving for the #GlyndebourneCup tomorrow.
As a singer it’s always important to be well rested and have time to recover your body of all the hard work. 🙏🏼😌
I am a sucker for interior everything. Home decor, a great wall hanging, a shag rug which is oddly comfortable. I get lost in feeds like @bohemiandecor and my wife knows better than to take me to a great interior shop because she could turn around and I'm holding ten candle holders and some random plant...because why not?
I've been thinking a lot lately about our interiors. Yes, our homes but also our Home. Our interior space is that place we spend every moment watching the world from within. How do we nurture this space? How do we listen to this space?
I love to wrap myself up in the rituals and practices that keep me connected to my interior space, my Home. I don't do every single one of these rituals every day, but these are all rituals and tools I know work for me.
As a highly sensitive person, these do help me from blowing a gasket (I am human after all!) but they also open up new worlds within me. These keep me connected to my intuition and higher-self. These are also practices that just feel incredible to me. >>What rituals and practices keep your feet on the ground and your heart open? Please share below!
I didn’t want to run today. Just wanted to stay in bed. Its vacay! So glad I peeled myself out from under the covers put on my running shoes and paused in the middle of a run I didn’t want to do to see this beachside sunrise #beautiful#pause#run#vacation