I have stood here before looking out into the ocean, feeling overwhelmed by the beauty in nature. The water washing over the rocks strewn across its path, foam building as the water glides back and forth against the beach. It is almost hypnotic. The noise of the gulls scawing as they fly against the wind current laughing at their own cleverness. The hiss of the spray as it rushes through small patches of time worn boulders that have formed pathways. The fragrant smell of salt in the air and sea grass. The winds brushing against all of me. Being in my moment as my soul fills with a sense of happiness I find difficult to convey.
I was born in the Summer. I feel more at peace with myself during the summer. I look forward to the longer days. I love being able to do more while wearing less, instead of doing less while wearing more. My perfect season and it goes away so quickly. The days are getting shorter. I can feel the tide starting to turn. I know there is still time to take that long walk, or go on an adventure, or visit the ocean…but
the Fall is calling. I am getting restless. It is time to go make memories.
It takes an unwavering belief ( some pain, sweat and tears) in one’s self to accomplish the improbable dream. I like to believe that nothing is impossible. Some days I just don’t feel IT ! I woke up with the Blahs (Balancing Act of Love and Hates). Have you ever woken up and just felt meh, not wanting to get in the shower or get dressed or adult? but there is that little voice inside your head that whispers the words of wisdom “get off your ass cake, you’ll feel better after a shower!” If I am not fully awake I listen to myself and stumble through my morning routine slightly irritated but optimistic that my soul will be right and I will feel ready to face my day and all the wonderful crapped filled moments of it. I woke up this morning NOT wanting to listen to myself. I dillyed, I dallied, I almost made hubby and myself late for work = (
The Fall is coming. The weather is changing, my mood is too. I love the Fall but I hate the shorter days. I love waking up to the crispness in the morning air but I hate that by noon I am roasting if I wear pants to work. I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. Leg maintenance is a MUST for the Summer. If I want to wear shorts of any kind, I must shave the sticks( legs ) . I love that about Summer but I hate that about Summer. I love the Fall because it provides a little lea way with shaving but if you are not careful,go too long and you can hurt yourself or your loved one! Like a picker bush in full bloom, you could take an eye out!
I find myself fighting the BLAHs this week. I am worried about the Fall. I had a great Summer. I did really well on program and did not miss a week of WWs. I got up every Saturday and went to a meeting. I am a little sad; my favorite season is drawing to a close. I will miss you fresh fruits and veggies = ( *** I don’t know what to look forward to. The shorter days? The darker mornings? The heat running? Okay! wait a minute, hold it ! No looking back. There are plenty of things to get excited about with the arrival of Fall. No, I am not going to toss around praises for pumpkin here! Even though it is yummy and good for you in a bunch of ways! People tend to go pumpkin crazy, which drives me a little nuts. How about soft blankies? and sleeping comfortably with the windows open? How about the Fall festivals happening in and around the city where I live? I am heading into this new season happier, healthier, smaller in size and bigger in confidence. I can do this. I can enjoy Fall without falling off program = ) I will be able to wear my (old, new) winter jacket (that I grew out of, that I fit back into) again!
I am thinking I will join the YWCA until Spring. Keep moving, keep motivated and Never Give Up On The Person You Are Meant To Be!