"The way to start a day is -- Go outside and face the east and greet the sun with some kind of blessing or chant or song that you made for yourself and keep for early morning. " Byrd Baylor, The Way to Start a Day
I discovered it at my absolute favorite shop in Austin last week: Take Heart. If little shops could be soul mates, this one would be mine. This article about the owner is pretty fantastic too! It all speaks to me, you know?
Beatrix is at horse camp this week. For five days, from 9-3, I have time to myself. And let's face it, I've had quite a bit of time to myself this month. The first week, she attended art camp, the second week, I travelled to New Mexico, and now again, this week.
It's a funny/strange thing. To have time to myself. I like it. I feel a bit guilty admitting it, but I kinda sorta want more, more, more! I'm plowing ahead on full steam, trying to take advantage of every quiet moment to do all of those quiet, alone things I enjoy. Like blogging, and planting seeds (quietly), and taking Beau to Berry Springs for a good long (quiet) walk, to pot plants, and clean kitchen cabinets, and to stain a picnic table, to listen to audio books, to sit in my chair and read a poem or two, to face the sun and stretch my body, and to rearrange this and that around the home.
Needless to say, this time to myself is also an exercise in trying not to over achieve. To be good to myself. To pay attention to the items on the list that remind me of my whole being. That serve me well. To not get caught up in perfectionism (which is really, really hard when one notices black gunk (mold) growing around the outer frame of one's house windows. Bleach would work wonders... Alas, I only have three more days!! I'll be back to my under achieving self really soon. And let's be honest, that's when the real practice comes into play.
Oh motherhood, oh life, you have so much to teach me, still.
Next week, we are traveling to Louisiana. June has been so full! Yet, it hasn't felt like a good ole lazy summer yet. I'm really looking forward to July and August ( I don't know if I've ever said that before living in Texas). But I am. As much as I've savored and adored my alone time this month, I'm looking forward to those long hot days full of not so many obligations with Beatrix. Maybe some time at the pool. Maybe some art time on the porch. Some walks around the hood with Beau. Some window shopping on the square. Some afternoons at the library. Some hibiscus tea brewing in the sun. Some more of the yummy, homemade chocolate popsicles we made a few weeks ago. Some family breakfast time with the happy sunshine pouring in through the windows.
Oh summer, oh Texas, it's going to be a good season.