A time for stillness...

There is a time for dance and movement, and then there are times for stillness. Apparently, someone wanted to me to know exactly which one of those times it was for me, and the answer is...wait for it... stillness. A very difficult lesson to learn for someone who makes a living by constantly moving and getting others to move. So now I suppose it's time for a concentrated dose of balancing stillness. Because of an injury to my toe--yes, my toe. my big stupid toe--I am not to walk/dance/move for a 1- 1 1/2 weeks. Oh boy.

But I honestly believe that this will be great--although I will admit that was not my immediate reaction. A very wise friend of mine (let's give a shout out to the rocking Shamsi, who if you don't know her you should, look her up, I'm serious) advised me to make a list. And so I did. The list of everything I want to do...ever. Which will be subsequently divided into what can be done sitting on my butt/laying in bed and what requires me to be mobile. Some of the ideas are large and grand, and some are very very simple. But they are all equally what I want to do. Not need. Not should. They are on the list for no other reason but that I want to do them. So, I have been given the gift of me time, something I seem to beg for so much these days, though more than I might have asked for...

One of the first things I wrote down was to meditate. Regularly. It is something I have wanted to develop after spending 4 peaceful days camping in the mountains and then had to return to life in Houston. A time for stillness indeed. My strong desire for this makes my need for TRUE stillness sooooo obvious! Let's face it, the fact that I made a jam-packed list of things to do while my body was still just shows the difficulty I have with allowing my mind to be still. And believe me, that is one of my biggest problems. If there was ever a mind-reader out there I pity the poor soul that would jump into the mile-a-minute race that is my thoughts. It makes me tired.


So meditation will be the first thing I tackle on my list... UH-Oh! did I just use the work tackle?! yikes.

No no. This will be good. Because while my toe may not be coorporating, I still have my breath. And the sound of the rain. And I think they may help me to get up the courage to kindly speak to my toe...and ask for the throbbing to please join us in this still moment also.

Happy Thursday everyone. Peace.