I am attending a retreat in October that will be co-facilitated by the amazing and talented, Jen Louden. I have used Jen as a coach and so naturally, I follow her blog. Yesterday, she wrote about a writing exercise she did on a recent writer's retreat. Each morning, participants were encouraged to journal about ten things they noticed since they opened their eyes.
Jen's examples were: A single raindrop in a spider web, blueberry muffins baking, twirl of cotton skirt against my legs, coyotes yipping, soft sponge of scrambled eggs…
That started me thinking about positive thoughts. Which led me to my FB post of the day. Because really, a change in perspective is sometimes all we need.
So, this morning when I opened my eyes I decided to take note of the things I saw: the clock with a few minutes still left to just lay in bed, the dog's collar, the wonderful smelling body wash I used, the giant bath sheet, the fun make-up, and then I came downstairs...
To a kitchen that threw up.
Normally, I would have been totally pissed off. However, this morning, I took a moment to be grateful for the mess, because it means there are teenagers who wanted to sleep here. I have a daughter who wanted to bake brownies for her brother and his friends - after I went upstairs last night. I had the brownie mix in the first place. That there is water and soap and they can clean it up when they wake up. And suddenly, I was actually happy for the mess. Because it was a mess made out of love - and by god, that's what I'm teaching here.
Here's to a messy day. Embrace it.
Jen's examples were: A single raindrop in a spider web, blueberry muffins baking, twirl of cotton skirt against my legs, coyotes yipping, soft sponge of scrambled eggs…
That started me thinking about positive thoughts. Which led me to my FB post of the day. Because really, a change in perspective is sometimes all we need.
So, this morning when I opened my eyes I decided to take note of the things I saw: the clock with a few minutes still left to just lay in bed, the dog's collar, the wonderful smelling body wash I used, the giant bath sheet, the fun make-up, and then I came downstairs...
To a kitchen that threw up.
Normally, I would have been totally pissed off. However, this morning, I took a moment to be grateful for the mess, because it means there are teenagers who wanted to sleep here. I have a daughter who wanted to bake brownies for her brother and his friends - after I went upstairs last night. I had the brownie mix in the first place. That there is water and soap and they can clean it up when they wake up. And suddenly, I was actually happy for the mess. Because it was a mess made out of love - and by god, that's what I'm teaching here.
Here's to a messy day. Embrace it.
