Me-time

I feel I that I should 'whisper' the following... I mean should I really admit that I love lazy Sunday's. Like today when I had the opportunity to spend the morning reading in bed under my quilted doona, pottering at home while the sunlight streamed through the open doors and I could look out towards the bay, a bottomless cup of Italian brew in a Robert Gordon floral mug, an aromatic candle gently scenting the room, fresh linen on the clothes line, home made thai chilli and pumpkin soup simmering, tunes from the radio fading in and out of my consciousness, wearing pj's 'till way past noon, the distant thought of study...

Over the years, the balance between work, family, friends, sport, social and art commitments has shifted and while I once loved that my diary was cramming with social rendez-vous and exciting commitments, now I just love these days.. and need them too.

Being with family and friends is something I really value, need, am inspired and nurtured by; but in order to be present in these relationships and sustain my responsibilities, I have began to realise that I need to have unscheduled days - when I have the chance to do little,

Throughout life we can shift from one perspective to another. In my case, after years of activity etc, I really relish the feeling that the world is evolving outdoors, while I'm nestled in doors simply enjoying life. Days like today are so nurturing, clarifying, and restorative and leave me feeling as though I have more to give and receive.