Author: Boneweaver (aka pjvj)

Yesterday – mustard greens came in our CSA this week. Delicious.

Today – anniversaries! Today is the 26th of our wedding.

Because I’m me, here is the hubster’s card:

Because he’s him, here are my carnations:

😀

For disposable income – I had enough to buy this!

For delicious food,  and family!

For crisp clear weather at the Renn Faire. Huzzah!

Yesterday – liquid meals plus one solid = my digestive system behaving.

Today – The #lbbp has started and the first book arrived today!! 😀 😀 😀

Yesterday – for deepening connections with co-religionists

Today – for solidarity in Reclaiming with a statement against the treatment of the peoples and the disregard for the living waters at Standing Rock. Sign the statement here.

 

So here’s a thing. My body has crashed this month. Stress on top of anxiety, layered with stress. I have done nothing with my art because I can’t be at my table because of the neck and back pain. I have 3 oil blends on the list, long overdue, and another in the wings. I can’t bend for them either yet. I have missed 3 of 4 Tai Chi classes. My digestive system has been sending stress overload signals in new and colourful ways. The one ball I’ve mostly not dropped is my hospice obligation. All of the above led to my most recent blog post.

This is like a P.S. to yesterday’s post. A thing I’ve  heard me say to myself  recently is a long time lie and I noticed because I hurt something in my right foot or leg that has made days of pain from ankle to hip. What I keep saying is, “I did it to myself.” Now, yes, I did, but not on purpose and not through lack of mindfulness. It happened. Things happen to bodies. I need to stop saying things that blame me, things that happen in spite of care. I need to stop beating myself up over it all. I need to stop the guilt loop.

I’m not seeking comfort from my f’list. I adore you, but this is an explanation post. I am seeking patience if I owe you something. That would be great.

For opening and allowing that which is greater than myself to come through.

Ok, well this is too long for the definition of a mantra I think. How about — “a thing with words that allows my mind to go around to the left of an issue, thereby opening healthy thinking that has been blocked.” Too long for a title.

My Body is a Temple of Wisdom

My body knows emotions. I know that emotions can catch in my body and I know how to find those sticky spots and release them.

My body knows spirit. I know how to ground myself to the earth, and allow gravity to do its work without resistance, so my spirit may fly yet remain tethered to embodied me.

My body knows homeostasis. I know that symptoms of illness, disorder, or lack of balance is my body bringing to my attention that which needs tending.

I will remember that my body is a temple of Wisdom, and I will listen with openness and do what is required to honour the temple that it is.

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While I’m pretty excellent at the first two, the third one has been a blindspot for me. So, my new thing is repeating these words to myself until the third one is learned in practice.