Thursday, January 5, 2012
Getting my bearings
Just a few days into this adventure, and I am not exactly a ball of fire. A friend of mine who knows about these things reassures me that this is normal. After all, I have made a sudden change in my lifestyle. I'm getting up in the morning when my body and the sun tell me to, instead of NPR's Morning Edition and my sunrise lamp. I'm starting to realize that I can buy groceries in the middle of a weekday rather than nights and weekends with the crowds. My do-list reflects my timeline, my priorities. After all these years of running on adrenaline and stress hormones, I'm getting back to treating myself with some semblance of respect. No more choosing the least bad of several bad food choices for lunch. Yoga class twice a week, writers' group once a month, discussion group twice a month. Actually tackling the projects that I have been meaning to get to since... well, a very long time. This is a major shock to the system, and it will take the body and mind a little while to adjust. As the Washington DC Metro Area slowly eases into the depth of winter, it seems like a good time to be quiet and take care of myself. I have faith that I will emerge in the springtime, ready to conquer new worlds. In the meantime, I will just take care of the things that need my attention and settle into this new rhythm.