I wonder what to keep, what to give away, and what to throw away.
Some objects stir memories and upswells of sorrow for the life that was known before.
A heaviness asks why do we live this life at all, visitors of the ideas of having lost so much, of struggle, of responsibility beyond my abilities, of peddling frantically while losing ground…
As soon as these thoughts are allowed to just come and sit, invited for tea, they are on their way again.
Joy floods in so soon after sorrow; this body is such an amazing instrument for playing the music of the emotions.
While In this real acceptance of whatever is, I also am able to see the teenage girls here with me, who stop for hugs and comfort, amid the stress of change. Brave, these girls and I, switching out roles of helper and the being helped; today this is so.
Hallelujah!
I am one of so many walking around this planet learning that:
Life is a contact sport – there is no hiding away – I show up. I show up. I show up.
What is the game?
another day, another location.
Here is to
the stories of who we are told with our whole hearts, making the unknown known (and felt).
Hitting it!
Life as Improv 
amazing instrument for playing the music of the emotions….such a terrific line. then you for sharing
Thank you. I look forward to a visit back to your corner soon, after the dust settles!
Such a truly hard thing to do for so many reasons, We have a rule at my house which was adopted many years ago. Its that I am not allowed to help pack or move. Not so much because of the PD but because I am a horrible sucker for nostalgia, I have boxes that Ive had packed since I was 18 years old simply because I refuse to let go of the past, or not so much let go, but they are my treasure boxes LOL. Any how your far braver than I.
Fire and Hope come to you soon to greet you at your new home.
Always
Benjamin
Such a sweet image – B and his treasure boxes! My life is full of Fire and Hope these days; I’m excited for tangible art reflecting the flow of the moment – and tangible representations of friendship and fan dome 🙂 Joyful flow to you today, Benja man!
I’ll have tracking numbers for you tomorrow my friend!! Yay 🙂
Beautiful post. There are volumes behind every word. “Showing up” is harder than it looks. Wishing you peace.
It is harder than it looks, but I’m getting better at it 🙂 You have been on my mind. I hope your flow with your Mastiff is full of comfort and ease!
Enjoy your fun life blog so much I nominated it for an ABC award. You’re welcome to accept if it feels good. http://smilecalm.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/coming-clean-with-an-abc-award/
Thank you, smile calm. I so enjoy your rich views into a community of kindred spirits!
What a beautiful note to change. Life is a contact sport, ebbing and flowing. Great share.
Thank you, my friend! Not sure where I am in the ebb and flow – and that doesn’t seem to matter 🙂
Just be where you are and it will inevitably be where you need to be. 🙂
Life is a contact sport indeed! You certainly do your part in helping through this blog to make the unknown known and helping others like me to know I’m not alone. I love the Glennon Doyle vid too, very inspiring, its a simple but profound message to just show up and do the next right thing. I like that she admitted to still feeling nervous all the time, oily and awkward, its not that she totally transformed herself into something perfect, but accepted her flaws, her vulnerabilities; my trap is too often trying to overcome my awkward oilyness and my shaking raw feelings rather than to just let them be as part of this ‘Brutaful’ expression of life.
BRUTAFUL! 🙂
I relate entirely to the acknowledgement of this awkward oiliness – and the trap of an idea of overcoming – versus recognizing how my job is to show up with these traits – as they are. So much learning going on in my corner – or rather remembering. Knowing others are out there that are experiencing so much with me has been a tremendous gift – thank you for that, Erin. And the dailyness of your posts is such a nice rock to grab hold of! In my new space, my bedroom has floor space to dance ! See you on the beach!
Awh Thanks 🙂 And I love that: “my job is to show up with these traits-as they are”. That’s so loving and compassionate, whereas trying to overcome is often not so nice and compassionate. Anyway, sending the love and dancing with you in that new space of yours. 🙂 And enjoying the beach too 🙂
Blessings to your family and your new home.
Love this…making the unknown known…and felt.
Thank you, Laurie. I’m Enjoying the way a move gets things in motion! Joy to you, today! Hope your summer is off to a good start.
Thanks. It is a slow start with a teacher husband. 🙂
Takes a bit to settle in to a new routine.
Hope your home is comfy.
L