Today was a really good day.
Today was a really good day.
I had a quiet croissant and tea with my husband before the kids got up. That doesn’t happen often and was lovely. We caught up on some of the important things going on in our lives, rather just the urgent things.
Me (?), by me
I drew. I’ve rediscovered an early love and have started working my way through “Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain” by Betty Edwards. I’m intrigued about how tapping into our magical, wordless right brain is similar to tapping into our ‘essential selves’, our creativity and maybe even things bigger and more timeless than we realize. I’ve been incorporating these concepts into my coaching program and along the way my latent but not unforgotten love of doodling, drawing Hildegard Hamhocker and coloring things has reemerged. Welcome back! (The self-portrait at right was my first assignment—before the lessons begin—I’d like to think it looks nothing like me.)
I didn’t drive. My car stayed in the garage the whole day.
I did get out for a long walk with my daughter and our two dogs. It’s during times like these that I get a sense of what’s lying underneath the surface of Sarah’s almost-12-year-old self; on more hurried days she often says she’s “tired” or “fine”, and I cherish opportunities to get brighter glimpses of what’s happening in her heart and mind. Today she said she was feeling bored with life (bless her) and antsy for a change—she suggested moving back to New York, I suggested rearranging her room. She went for it, and we spent the last six hours disassembling bunk beds, tossing out old school papers, clearing her antique desk down to the surface and oiling it, tossing various outgrown bits of childhood junk and memorabilia, hanging some of her artwork, and making a space she loves. It’s “her.”
I stayed comfy. I’m in the same sweat pants and t-shirt I put on this morning. I wore no makeup. My hair is in a pony tail. It couldn’t matter less to me or anyone else in the house. It’s “me.”
I was happy. I am thankful.
How was your day?