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 The title of the post kind of sums it all up. I went through the day feeling very 'mild'- quite calm, which considering the way some things went, is quite the miracle. I was either suffering from apathy, or genuinely not rising to anything that happened. It wasn't any kind of emotional detachment though, so I would say it wasn't apathy. It was just... acceptance. Things happened, whatever reaction, emotionally speaking, I acknowledged and then just... sent it on its way. Mindfulness in action.

Funniest part of the day was when one of the students I work with had a meltdown, and called me a, "Stupid, crooked toothed Brit." I was impressed there was no F word, but OMG did I have a hard time keeping a straight face!
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 Actually quite the opposite of what happened during that episode... (Kudos to anyone who understands the reference.)
 
I need to find a way to get around the agitation on Sundays.  It's ridiculous really but I get worked up about what I can't/won't get done because of other things getting done instead (like going to work for two hours).  Yesterday was extreme for me I guess, because of the discovery of the problems with the floor in the bedroom and associated cleaning up, then we had errands, then dinner to make, and in the back of my head I'm wondering 'when am I going to get to do my dailies?'  In the end I got all but 2 or 3 of them done, so why did I worry, or spend the entire day in a state of agitation?  I think maybe it has to do with 'writing' - because on both Saturday and Sunday that was one of the dailies (things I have on a list to do every day), that was one of the things that got missed.
 
On the plus side for Sunday, I went to the library.  Haven't been for a long long time, and I miss going.  I didn't get any books for myself, perhaps another day I can go and spend the hours and hours I love to look at books, but it was a nice reminder of the place and the books and everything... Just call me Belle. LOL
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 I feel an incredible sense of peace after Saturday afternoon. It was the first time I had seen two very good friends in far too long. We spent the afternoon just chilling out, sharing news, catching up. We shouldn't leave it so long next time. That followed a morning conversation with Mum who asked if I wanted to have a pendant with some of Dad's ashes. The answer was immediate and obvious. I know that kind of thing probably freaks out a lot of people, but not me. It was something else that helped me to feel a sense of peace.  I didn't get all of the things done that I wanted to once we got home, but I wouldn't change anything else of the day.
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 I write these in the morning of the following day because I spend the time reflecting as I'm settling down to end the day and let it drift away into the next... So yesterday:
 
Stupid crazy busy at work, which is not a new thing, but I think because it was the end of the quarter and all the reports etc were due, the frenetic energies of the entire building (not to mention the frayed tempers) were very prevalent, but I managed to raise myself above it for the most part, and to not become too affected by those energies.  It was a weird atmosphere (weather wise) when I got home and brought the dogs to run in the fenced off area - the wind had picked up and the sky looked cloudy and stormy, though there was no storm. I think I like that... it feels transitional, the energy, which makes sense because we're heading back into cold temperatures after having had 70s for several days.

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