Eighty Nine

Day Eighty-Nine:  How many special people change..

I didn’t get to writing this yesterday, so I’ll post two blogs today, but I just wanted to talk a bit about strength  This term in general has been a little rocky for a handful of different reasons, but it’s coming toa  close in two weeks time and I would like to end on a generally happy note if I cann.  As of right now, I’m having a hard time holding everything up and dealing with all kinds of other things on top of schoolwork.  I have an ongoing battle with worry, where I worry about things unnecessarily.  I am doing my best even at this moment to push those thoughts away and focus on what I’m writing.  Everything is going to be okay.

There’s this Simon and Garfunkel song called WEDNESDAY MORNING and it is one of my favourite songs because it really just depicts a brief moment of perfection, bliss, and then it is swept away.  I think when I began this semester and I had just come off of the high of travelling I was so content and confident, and as the coursework has worn me down I have lost this glimmers of solid contentness.   I would love to focus on some really good moments from travelling, even from this semester, and to cling to the energy from those to get me through the next few weeks.  I think it speaks to strength to hold onto things in order to derive motivation and a drive in general.  There are a few specific moments from travelling that I cling to, and others that I have always remembered, but for some reason they are foggy today and for the last little while.

Is it just me or are a lot of things foggy lately?  My resolve, motivation, focus, determination.  I want these things to stick and stay but the Teflon pan lets them slide off.  In yoga on Monday’s we usually set an intention for the rest of the week and I commonly use just a single word like “balance” or “positivity” and I think if I were to set an intention for this week it would be “centre.”  I need to get back to me, to my centre.  I think seeing a few friends and finishing some final projects will help, as will Paul’s dedication exactly a week from today.  I can do this, my inner cheerleader, my inner coach has lost her voice for a little while but I’m getting back to her now.  I will be centred this week.  I will breathe and get through things.  I will smile.

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