Currently I’m aiming to do something new every day for a month. Tomorrow is the start of a new thing. This’ll be the fifth month I think. Not sure what I’ll do yet in February!
I want to commit to a year without striving. The minute I catch myself striving and reaching out to do things in my own strength I will stop. I want to commit to staying with GOD in this moment and in this time like Brother Lawrence doing nothing not even picking up an autumn leave without GOD.
With work, school, and my son, I have been neglecting my stretching and exercise routine. I have been saying all week that Wednesday I will make sure I put in some time for my body. I commit myself to get my workout done, at least 30 minutes of studying, and at least 15 minutes of reading time with my little.
A big part of getting off my prescription medication is incorporating a weight-bearing exercise regimen. I can appreciate the challenge in committing to a new variable in our routines and have tried making exercise a habit unsuccessfully a few times in the three months since my diagnosis. When there is time there is not the space, where there is space there is no time, it seems; always juggling some incongruent aspect in making a habit. Skill and persistence, Bree!
Update: I got it all done. Well, almost all of it. I did exercise, I did make sure to do the reading with my little, but I didn’t study. I traded study time in for some good family time with my brother (who was gone on a job and missed Christmas so my son and I have been missing him).
I’ll do blood typing tonight and plan extra study time out for this weekend to make up for it.
Typically I commit my days to practices and pastimes that nourish my bodymindheart. Today that includes meeting a friend for ongoing courageous conversation, Pilates practice, a walk, a special dinner with two women from my political life, and closing time of journaling and reading.
My brother is renovating the kitchen of the house we share and I’ve been without a clean and proper place to prepare and store food for about a month. ‘Committing’ anything today brings with it connotations of murder or “into a mental health facility”.
Seriously, though, January has been avery trying month on all fronts; physical, emotional, mental, interpersonal. Petty details have a way overwhelming me, where as actual danger has a calming effect and even putting me in a rather exhi...
My brother is renovating the kitchen of the house we share and I’ve been without a clean and proper place to prepare and store food for about a month. ‘Committing’ anything today brings with it connotations of murder or “into a mental health facility”.
Seriously, though, January has been avery trying month on all fronts; physical, emotional, mental, interpersonal. Petty details have a way overwhelming me, where as actual danger has a calming effect and even putting me in a rather exhilarating sense of anticipation. Either my renewed practice with meditation is having unexpected side-effects or calamity is casting a shadow that I mistake as merely being winter. I acknowledge the anxiety, literally as Br. David describes it, the “choking and narrowing”. It’s as if the Universe is exaggerating this anxiety to cartoonish proportions in every direction so that I don’t miss the significance of this lesson in patience. If I’m to commit to anything it is to abide this transition fearlessly and with gratitude rather than depression; that I see it as a birth of unimagined possibilities and new way of being.
I commit to being aware of my negative thoughts. It’s not that I’m seeking perfection or a contantly sunshine-y state of mind, but we slip into unhappy negative thinking so easily! I will at least try to be aware of when I am doing this, and shift to thoughts that nourish my soul more.
To full moon fellowship with TreeSisters. To exploring how feminine consciousness can move me along in my own healing journey as well as that of our beautiful planet.
Like most people, perhaps, I have a pretty clear idea of what I will be doing from one day to the next, even, or perhaps especially, as a person in retirement. At 6 AM I arrive at the gym, then breakfast, followed by working with my photography, then meeting with a crew of guys to get the snow out of our whaleboats at 1:30 PM, then my wife and I meet up, perhaps a walk with the dog, then some writing, perhaps attending to pastoral care matters among Quakers, then supper/clean-up, and that conclu...
Like most people, perhaps, I have a pretty clear idea of what I will be doing from one day to the next, even, or perhaps especially, as a person in retirement. At 6 AM I arrive at the gym, then breakfast, followed by working with my photography, then meeting with a crew of guys to get the snow out of our whaleboats at 1:30 PM, then my wife and I meet up, perhaps a walk with the dog, then some writing, perhaps attending to pastoral care matters among Quakers, then supper/clean-up, and that concludes another day of living. I never need to go looking for something to do, whatever needs attention finds me, and thus far the energy is there to respond to almost all of it.
Hello Javier, Whaleboats were the small rowing and sailing boats that whalers used to go after whales historically. In the northeast, the type of whaleboats most often used were James Beetle Whaleboats, being about 26 feet long, 5.5 feet amidships, with five rowers and one boatsteerer. They were built to withstand heavy seas.
Today, our club, Whaling City Rowing, located in New Bedford, MA, uses near exact fiberglass replicas of the real deal. They are a bit like rowing a pickup truck....heav...
Hello Javier, Whaleboats were the small rowing and sailing boats that whalers used to go after whales historically. In the northeast, the type of whaleboats most often used were James Beetle Whaleboats, being about 26 feet long, 5.5 feet amidships, with five rowers and one boatsteerer. They were built to withstand heavy seas.
Today, our club, Whaling City Rowing, located in New Bedford, MA, uses near exact fiberglass replicas of the real deal. They are a bit like rowing a pickup truck….heavy, but very seaworthy. Thanks for asking.
Hello Barbara, I am honored by your interest. My photo site is kevinleephotography.com If you plug that into Google, it will come right up. I can’t include the exact link in this forum because the program automatically strips out hyperlinks which is a wise precaution. My best to you.
Forgive.
I commit myself to my program and going through start to FINISH. I want to continue getting better to serve myself and others in the highest way.
I know I’ll keep growing if I keep doing the good work.
Thank you for this opportunity!
Today, I commit myself to using time efficiently so that I can have ample time for rest and leisure in the future.
I commit myself to listen for that small voice that guides me. And for following it.
Currently I’m aiming to do something new every day for a month. Tomorrow is the start of a new thing. This’ll be the fifth month I think. Not sure what I’ll do yet in February!
I want to commit to a year without striving. The minute I catch myself striving and reaching out to do things in my own strength I will stop. I want to commit to staying with GOD in this moment and in this time like Brother Lawrence doing nothing not even picking up an autumn leave without GOD.
With work, school, and my son, I have been neglecting my stretching and exercise routine. I have been saying all week that Wednesday I will make sure I put in some time for my body. I commit myself to get my workout done, at least 30 minutes of studying, and at least 15 minutes of reading time with my little.
A big part of getting off my prescription medication is incorporating a weight-bearing exercise regimen. I can appreciate the challenge in committing to a new variable in our routines and have tried making exercise a habit unsuccessfully a few times in the three months since my diagnosis. When there is time there is not the space, where there is space there is no time, it seems; always juggling some incongruent aspect in making a habit. Skill and persistence, Bree!
Update: I got it all done. Well, almost all of it. I did exercise, I did make sure to do the reading with my little, but I didn’t study. I traded study time in for some good family time with my brother (who was gone on a job and missed Christmas so my son and I have been missing him).
I’ll do blood typing tonight and plan extra study time out for this weekend to make up for it.
Typically I commit my days to practices and pastimes that nourish my bodymindheart. Today that includes meeting a friend for ongoing courageous conversation, Pilates practice, a walk, a special dinner with two women from my political life, and closing time of journaling and reading.
My brother is renovating the kitchen of the house we share and I’ve been without a clean and proper place to prepare and store food for about a month. ‘Committing’ anything today brings with it connotations of murder or “into a mental health facility”.
Seriously, though, January has been avery trying month on all fronts; physical, emotional, mental, interpersonal. Petty details have a way overwhelming me, where as actual danger has a calming effect and even putting me in a rather exhi...
My brother is renovating the kitchen of the house we share and I’ve been without a clean and proper place to prepare and store food for about a month. ‘Committing’ anything today brings with it connotations of murder or “into a mental health facility”.
Seriously, though, January has been avery trying month on all fronts; physical, emotional, mental, interpersonal. Petty details have a way overwhelming me, where as actual danger has a calming effect and even putting me in a rather exhilarating sense of anticipation. Either my renewed practice with meditation is having unexpected side-effects or calamity is casting a shadow that I mistake as merely being winter. I acknowledge the anxiety, literally as Br. David describes it, the “choking and narrowing”. It’s as if the Universe is exaggerating this anxiety to cartoonish proportions in every direction so that I don’t miss the significance of this lesson in patience. If I’m to commit to anything it is to abide this transition fearlessly and with gratitude rather than depression; that I see it as a birth of unimagined possibilities and new way of being.
I am home sick with a sinus infection so I will take good care of myself knowing how lucky I am to be able to devote this time to myself.
Feel better Kathleen.
Thank you Nancy!
I commit to being aware of my negative thoughts. It’s not that I’m seeking perfection or a contantly sunshine-y state of mind, but we slip into unhappy negative thinking so easily! I will at least try to be aware of when I am doing this, and shift to thoughts that nourish my soul more.
I commit to staying present in this now.
to ask the daily question to my teenage daughter whenever i go through it.i
To full moon fellowship with TreeSisters. To exploring how feminine consciousness can move me along in my own healing journey as well as that of our beautiful planet.
Whatever most promotes justice, mercy, and does not shy away from being humbled.
Today I commit myself to creating the life that I want for myself and my wife. We will succeed
I set my intention to be an open vessel for spirit to work through me.
A beautiful walk under this powerful Super Blue Blood Moon Lunar Eclipse.
Like most people, perhaps, I have a pretty clear idea of what I will be doing from one day to the next, even, or perhaps especially, as a person in retirement. At 6 AM I arrive at the gym, then breakfast, followed by working with my photography, then meeting with a crew of guys to get the snow out of our whaleboats at 1:30 PM, then my wife and I meet up, perhaps a walk with the dog, then some writing, perhaps attending to pastoral care matters among Quakers, then supper/clean-up, and that conclu...
Like most people, perhaps, I have a pretty clear idea of what I will be doing from one day to the next, even, or perhaps especially, as a person in retirement. At 6 AM I arrive at the gym, then breakfast, followed by working with my photography, then meeting with a crew of guys to get the snow out of our whaleboats at 1:30 PM, then my wife and I meet up, perhaps a walk with the dog, then some writing, perhaps attending to pastoral care matters among Quakers, then supper/clean-up, and that concludes another day of living. I never need to go looking for something to do, whatever needs attention finds me, and thus far the energy is there to respond to almost all of it.
What’s a whaleboat?
Hello Javier, Whaleboats were the small rowing and sailing boats that whalers used to go after whales historically. In the northeast, the type of whaleboats most often used were James Beetle Whaleboats, being about 26 feet long, 5.5 feet amidships, with five rowers and one boatsteerer. They were built to withstand heavy seas.
Today, our club, Whaling City Rowing, located in New Bedford, MA, uses near exact fiberglass replicas of the real deal. They are a bit like rowing a pickup truck....heav...
Hello Javier, Whaleboats were the small rowing and sailing boats that whalers used to go after whales historically. In the northeast, the type of whaleboats most often used were James Beetle Whaleboats, being about 26 feet long, 5.5 feet amidships, with five rowers and one boatsteerer. They were built to withstand heavy seas.
Today, our club, Whaling City Rowing, located in New Bedford, MA, uses near exact fiberglass replicas of the real deal. They are a bit like rowing a pickup truck….heavy, but very seaworthy. Thanks for asking.
Kevin, is there a way I can see your photographs? Something tells me they’re going to be inspiring.
Hello Barbara, I am honored by your interest. My photo site is kevinleephotography.com If you plug that into Google, it will come right up. I can’t include the exact link in this forum because the program automatically strips out hyperlinks which is a wise precaution. My best to you.
Sounds like you have a lovely day planned!
Thanks Nancy….mission accomplished! Yesterday is now history, and we’re still here to savor today!
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