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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.

In this case receiving care while under the weather.

24th – For getting to enjoy older TV shows that have faded in memory just enough to not know how it all turns out in advance.

25th – for dinner and laughter with dear friends!

26th – for nature, even in tiny swatches, that lifts the mood and lights up the face of my hospice lady.

Yesterday – for low humidity and open windows!!

Today – for learning my art will be on the cover on the upcoming anthology! *so pleased*

Almost grown, so many memories, and a lovely birthday dinner today.

For brilliant friends who follow their passion! I just received Nightmares, the newest addition – MontiLee‘s story “Scratch” is in here.

For an evening of fire and drumming (drums, rattles, tambourines, a singing bowl and rain stick) with delightful folks! 😀

I get that we humans plant ourselves and housing in the middle of nature and sometimes nature invades our land and house in dangerous ways. Many bugs are allowed to live amongst us, but some Got To Go.

So, 3 weeks ago the yellow jackets were sprayed. A couple of weeks before ants invaded our home. Bait traps had mediocre success. I denied they were carpenter ants until the winged one arrived. *Google fu* Aiiyeeee, those suckers have distinctive anatomy.

Bug guy came back. Ant carcasses strew the floor. We’re supposed to leave them until they pile up, likely tomorrow. So over bugs this summer. Grateful for workers who rid them.

I am grateful for the ability to tend my body when it crashes from too much everything crammed into the past few weeks.

This gratitude took all day to pull out of me, but I did it.