Riding off of the success of the last few days, I had plans for today.
I would write with a particular focus for this blog entry, talk on some teleconferences, do some gardening, go to the pool again for the second day in a row and the 4th day out of the last 7 which is some kind of miracle in and of itself and it is the one thing I wanted to do most.
But it appears that the act of kindness towards myself that is most needed is to do less.
So in that spirit, I will not go to the pool. I will not aim to write the world’s best blog post ever. I will not go pull more weeds out of the garden.
I will savour the raspberries I bought yesterday. I will sit in the backyard listening to the birds, and maybe, just maybe, dip a little more into Brene Brown’s book, “The Gifts of Imperfection”. I will do less than I’d planned. I will not even do what I wanted to do most because my body says “Not today”. And I’m listening.
Today this act of kindness, of compassion, of self-love is exactly perfect.