Our lives have been in an upheaval lately. The universe threw us a major curveball when we weren't looking. We are coping, trying to remain positive, and attempting to visualize our dreams, but this whole “looking at the bright side” crap is exhausting and, frankly, a pain in the ass. There, I said it. What we seem to lack at the moment is any real true control and that just pisses me off.
I guess the real question is, “Do any of us really have control over our lives?” We can plan and dream and make meticulous lists, but then WHAM…the metaphorical roof collapses and there we are sitting in a thunderstorm hoping that lightning doesn’t strike twice.
But then we call our insurance agent. For some the agent is their faith. For others it is a good friend or a glass of wine. For us? It is our connection and the trust we have in each other that get us through each chaotic day. This is how we are navigating the turbulent waters of this crazy unexpected journey. We have each other, even in the midst of all this shit. We know this is temporary. Our life will eventually steer itself toward a new course, a road full of mad adventures. We will carry on together and that gives me hope.
Unfortunately, though, all of our current turmoil has thrown my body into full flare-up mode. Every nerve hurts. I ache. I sigh. I cope. All I want to do is wrap myself in a blanket and curl up with some inane television, but I know it’s better to move. Later this afternoon I will work through a series of yoga poses that will help heal the body and cleanse the soul. This moving meditation keeps that wolf at the door. As I breathe, the rudderless boat drifts safely toward the shore, and when Shavasana comes I will close my eyes and visualize tranquility.
Oh, and, yes, I’m going to take that nap, because naps (along with pie) fix everything.
“There is more refreshment and stimulation in a nap, even of the briefest, than in all the alcohol ever distilled.” Ovid