Today I was lucky enough to stand on the balcony if the 36th floor apartment in Broadbeach watching whales frolic in the ocean. They were so close you could hear their tales splashing against the water as they played in the waves.
Whales were not the only thing I watched. I watched my children as the experiences the pure pleasure of flight; my sister enjoying a glass of wine in the limo; my mum sipping her coffee; my nephew's joy at having purchased a gift for his bestie and my niece's disgust as a fruit bat flew overhead. But mostly I watched myself. I just let emotions wash over me today - from the nausea in the plane, limo, elevator and taxi to the contentment watching the kids play in the pool; the sheer sadness that no one contacted me that turned to acceptance that I don't measure up; the calm I feel when I am walking to the stress of not having money. I watched and I realised that, though I have very little on my top ten list of things I need; I can find a way to cope with them. I am resourceful and resilient. I am tough and stoic. I am capable and competent. I shall survive this nightmare like I did the one previous to it - one day, hour, minute at a time.
This shitstorm will not last as long as the last because I am aware of it and am taking steps to rectify it every day.
Effort with ease.
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