Something I read yesterday stuck with me and early early this am I created my own version. Then I coloured it and organized the side of the fridge around it. It takes me to “my happy”.
I know that I am a visual learner. I am a major list maker. An oft glanced at reminder is a great way for me to reinforce my goals when the day is long or hard or both. Or even if it’s easy this helps focus mindfulness.
If you’ve seen the original version of this you will note I made changes. The last thing I need is a que to work harder; nope I need to work smarter. My body isn’t 31 anymore and I need to listen to what it is telling me. I also need the kick in the ass reminder that I need to make good food choices, stretch faithfully and keep moving because fitness is freedom as we age. I read that the other day and it really resonated with me. Sort of like this post called Younger Next Year.
It’s so important that we challenge our brains and our bodies as we age. I find it quite fascinating that dancing does both those things and am trying to figure out how to incorporate that into my life. Not a usual activity around our house. I think it encourages the love always to shine through which leads to less worry; if only momentarily.
Be happy rings shallow to me. There are lots of days and lots of reasons why “being happy” isn’t all that bloody easy. There are real struggles with mind, body and soul daily. Or perhaps with outside forces such as work or this bloody never ending soul sucking pandemic (ask me how I really feel!) that make being happy feel impossible. But perhaps, one can strive to find a happy place, if only for a thought or a time or a while. Perhaps it’s a memory or a future hope or maybe it’s just that today didn’t have any drama. Whatever it is take that moment and find peace within it.