Slowly getting back to edits and some consistency in my schedule and very happy yo feel this alignment. Today, I was thinking of just everything around me, the mail, the fridge, the pantry, the laundry that is currnety humming, the new furniture outside and so on, was beginning to feel overwhelming. I feel so blessed, abundantly blessed. I look at what others have and am not envious or jealous, I see their challenges and struggles and am grateful that I do not have that to face. I see their abundance and am happy that they are well taken care of. I see the love in their life and also the pain of loss and know that we are all human and no one is exempt from pain or joy. What I know for sure is that this life is brimming with opportunity and bursting with joy and each moment is here, now, and this moment is infinitely as valuable as any other moment.
Well, after all this rambling today’s edit is another canister of tanning spray lol I don’t know where all this came from! Clearly, I bought it. But, why?
Last Sunday, Bailey and I adventures to Houston, TX, for rock climbing and IKEA. We returned with a van full of boxes and hours of assembly ahead.
I love plants, but I am not a good lover. Things were going so smoothly before “the freeze” this year. We live in a moderate climate and I am not in the process of thinking of weather shifts. I pretty much assume that if it is cool when I leave the house, it will be warm or raining in the afternoon. I realize as I type this that it doesn’t make much sense but it seems to align closely with our weather. Needless to say, some plants needed to be tossed.
Tuesday morning, I woke and started clearing the patio space, discarding, combining plants, editing planters and so forth.
I discarded several planters that were just overgrown and not in alignment with the aesthetic we are attempting to achieve in the backyard.
I fell off the wagon. And, Uber picked me up. January 1st I committed to posting 360 items through the year – 1 post per day- with the idea that I would have 5 passes, if I post on the 5 passes then that’s 5 bonus posts for the year. All in all, the goal
was is to discard items and experience life with less stuff and more living.
I writing this today because I am heading out of town again 🙂 and will not be back to writing consistently for a few more days. In kindness to myself and the process, this is okay. It truly is. Since the initiation of this project, I have let go of some mediocre items and some serious sentimental items. The project is far from over – I will attempt to double up some edits so I can “catch up” to my plan.
While I was away, I was gifted an incredible experience in Miami with 46 lululemon employees from around the globe. We attended the World Happiness Summit together, practiced yoga with world class teachers, ate arepas [I am in love], met our CEO and top executives, connected over life, love and luon, paddleboarded at sunset, tried Poke, seized any and all moments to sit in the warm Miami sun, and embraced the experience head on with 14 hours of technology free time. I walked away from my #wohasu experience with greater clarity on life and love. Personal Choice has a new meaning to me and the beauty of choosing happiness is that happiness is our birthright, we do not need earn happiness or buy happiness, we are happiness. Be. We are human beings.
Round 60. Holy Heck! Yay for progress. This is a big edit! I offered this chair to my brother. It is my Dad’s and I’ve had it for a few years and my brother has the footstool; so, it felt natural for me to offer the chair to Adam.
He was excited about the prospect then quickly said, “it’s not going to fit in the mini”. And it won’t, we will just need to coordinate some vehicle usage to trek this chair out to their home in the country.
I love a travel memoir, add in a fearless female nomad and I am all in. I’ve read All Over The Map several times, and each time I discovered something new. Laura Fraser whisks you away in her writing, you become her pal and you travel through her memories as if you are looking over her shoulder. It is sensational, adventurous and full of wonder.
Sometimes we think we know what we want, we fight and push and climb our way to the one thing…and then, something changes and we find that we return to square one, except the starting point is new and we aren’t as naive.
I am gifting this book to Allie and then she will gift it to Liz and I am not sure where it will land after that. I love that when I pulled this off the shelf there was a short grocery list inside the front cover. It listed about 12 items and one stood out, wheat linguini. This lets me know that I read this book before 2013- when I eliminated wheat and gluten from my diet.
I can honestly say that this was the fittest month of my life! I accepted the challenge by our Ambassador Pat Fellows to be active everyday for the month of February. A huge part of my activity was at Iron Tribe MidCity. I missed 3 days this month. The other 25 days I was active. Hell yes!
I walked out of IronTribe MidCity tonight and looked back at the building, the setting sun and the progress I’ve made over this month of “Trying the Tribe”.
Never did I ever anticipate loving this workout, this gym, this program, the camaraderie and the coaches as much as I do.
As I started my car, tears of gratitude, joy and strength rolled down my face. The emotions kept flowing on my drive home. As I drove in silence among the stillness of my heart, the peace of the moment overflowed me. I’m forever changed.
Each member I encountered over this month helped shape my progress. My partners for workouts supported me, lifted me and added meaning to dumbbells, squats, rowing and the like. We became friends.
A tribe is a group of like minded individuals. We all showed up with different goals, and our bond strengthened as we continued to show up for one another at 6:15am Monday mornings and 4:15pm on Friday afternoons, and countless classes in between. It’s been an honor to workout with the fine humans of MidCity Tribe.
I remember picking up this clay planter at Goodwill. It’s bounced around the living room and kitchen as a catchall or with coffee beans and succulents inside. As I continue to clear things I want to clear more and more, the first steps are the hardest. I look around at all the things and each piece contains a story, some vivid memories and others are just placeholders. This little planter is both, it reminds me of days when I frequented Goodwill and it also holds little value to where I am now, it takes up space.
I am donating it and know that it will be scooped up and well loved.
Some edits are surprising – like when it is one of your favorite things! I purchased this backpack almost a year ago from Ikea in Austin. It is such a great backpack! Sebastian has used it multiple times as well and agrees that the size and construction is perfect.
Last night at dinner, Sebastian mentioned his bag not having a water bottle holder -I reminded him that it does have one, he has the Core Backpack from lululemon. He quickly responded that he only uses that bag for travel because it is so nice and he doesn’t want to mess it up. Immediately I offered him the Ikea bag and he was thrilled. I told him that I rarely use it after getting my new bag and I would much rather him have joyful use out of it then it sit in the closet.
Random Edit – an edit found randomly, i.e. meaning it really didn’t have space to begin with
Green notebook of ideas. I am much better about discarding….I am creating this possibility for myself. I was looking in the downstairs bathroom- under the sink – for an item and I saw this notebook. My first thought was, “why is this here?” I quickly remembered exactly why it was there! I brought it to the pool and it landed in the cabinet with the pool bag, and that was that.
So, I flipped through the pages and looked at my detailed notes of my past life as a Public Outreach Coordinator and smiled. Also in the notebook, tons of notes and ideas on yoga business and pamphlets on coaching and chair yoga. My current notebook looks much the same with plans for coaching and happiness practices laced throughout. #foreverstudent