I used to post here regulary on Sunday morning. Haven’t done that in ages. I am now in the middle of my Sunday morning. And I just realised it isn’t the quiet Sunday morning I usually have. Lots city sounds, cars driving by, lots of car doors opening and closing, why? It is nine in the morning people on a Sunday. Stay in and enjoy the silence or go for a walk and enjoy the silence, but please let there be quiet Sunday mornings…
But that is not the only thing, my mind is not quiet. Lot’s of thoughts wizzing through it. I feel like a street artist juggling, trying to keep all those balls up in the air. There is termoil at my work, at the building I live in. It feels like people pulling and tugging at me. Expecting things from me of which I am not sure I can give, live up to…
So for now I made me some tea, put on a Chilly Conzales piano CD, type away and pretend everything is still and quiet. Pretend I have a nice quiet Sunday morning, fall starts to show itself, dew on the lawn, bird singing, me smiling and humming along with Chilly’s piano tunes, just sitting here…….And you what it works…. :-)
Home form work. It’s still. A clouded day almost misty, certainly not summery. It kinda reflex how I feel.
Not tired, just want to sleep, that’s something completely different.
Annoyed with myself that this one colleague really pushes my buttons. And the dump thing is he doesn’t know he does it. It’s just the way he is. Ohh boy, how do I rise above that and keep calm. I so don’t want to step in that same mistake again. But I also don’t want to work with those kind of people anymore. I want people that inspire me, get the best out of me. Not the ones who get me in defensive mode, want things from me I don’t want to do..
So glad it is weekend and I can park all this s#@% away and spent my time on things I like, that give me energy…
We close pollinator week with this animated tribute to the bees, bugs, birds, bats, and others who make life a little sweeter.
Original from Maria Sibylla Merian’s Raupen wunderbare Verwandelung und sonderbare Blumennahrung , 1730
So I didn’t go to gym. Instead I ate a bar of dark chocolate.
Went Monday and I am still aching…
So now I am sitting in my kitchen, singing and trying to type this post.
And who knows maybe tomorrow I’ll go……or not :-)
Hazrat Inayat Khan (via lazyyogi)
My co-worker ad friend A. is a Sufi. He is a member of the Universal Sufism movement and Hazrat Inayat Khan is the founder of that movement. I love when he talks about is. So reading this quote made me smile. A. does make places beautiful with his being and the stories he tells.
Hihi….That’s what I said to my friend J. when we drove back home after the show. I sure wanne have a tape of the show we just saw. She totally concurred…hahaha….Great minds think alike…..whahaha…:-)