Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Longing

Last night during class we did meditation.

Focusing on being grounded... rooted in Mother Earth.

And as I listened, I realized - I'm so tired of earth.

I don't want to go any deeper.

I long for the Heavenly!

While the instructor had us focusing on roots growing out of our feet, I was focusing on my arms getting longer - reaching... reaching for what I know is mine.

I want to sing at the top of my lungs!

I want to dance with abandon!

I want to fling my arms wide and twirl endlessly!

I want to run into Jesus' open arms!

Part of my mind sees this so clearly... because part of my heart is already there... singing, dancing, twirling, running.

She helps keep my eyes focused on what's to come.

She reminds me that she's already there... that it's worth it to keep on keeping on.

Today she would have been 28.

I love you, Mindy Dawn.

Happy Birthday.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Rest

This afternoon I was lying on my bed in Mike & Rachelle's guest room, with a four year old curled up by side, both of reading, and I thought, "I'm re-teaching my body how to rest."

And I love it.

Taking two classes this semester has been really good for me, especially to prove to myself that I could do it... but it's exhausted me. I'm so grateful that one of the classes is over, and that I'm now on vacation in Washington.

And I realized that part of my rest has been this. There are no expectations on me out here. More than that... I have no expectations of myself for this week.

Rachelle & I lived together in VA for over a year. We already know what to expect from each other.

And beyond being a part of their daily lives, and bask in the joy of seeing them after over a year of being apart, there's nothing else for me to do.

It's been a wonderful break!

When I got in on Saturday, we took the ferry into Seattle, and then went to a fish ladder & botanical garden.

On Sunday, we drove to Mt Ranier, and the weather was amazing, so we could see it from miles away, and had a perfect view from the visitor center at the base. We hiked, laughed, took pictures, and enjoyed the beautiful day and God's amazing handiwork.

Yesterday Mike had to work, but the rest of us stayed in our pajamas for a good part of the morning, and just had a lazy day.

I've gone to bed early each night, and been able to sleep in.

I've gotten to be "Ant Lindsay" (a big difference after being "Ont Lindsay" to all my east coast kids) to a precious four & almost two year old.

There are not many people outside of family that I can truly let my guard down around... maybe that's why I think of Mike & Rachelle as part of my family, because it's so easy to just be me around them.

And to think... I have four more days of this.

Bliss.

Saturday, October 04, 2008

My Conundrum

The have to's in my life are leaving no time for want to's...

And one of those want to's is blogging. However, when given the chance to get another 20 minutes of sleep, these days I need to take it.

This fall is treating me well, but I don't have much time to breathe.

I'm back in school, taking two classes this time, instead of just one. Swedish Massage II is on Tues from 5 - 10:15, and I have Massage Business Practice on Wed from 5 - 10:15... which means that by the time Thursday arrives, having just pulled two 16+ hour days in a row, I'm not what we would call the most efficient employee at work.

Swedish has been incredibly interesting and So Much Fun! We're learning all different modalities, and have studied Lomi Lomi (Hawaiian massage), abdominal, Russian, Thai and still have many other countries to learn from. I love the class, and come home completely energized!

The Business course, on the other hand, has been dry as toast... toast that started out as stale, perhaps even moldy bread.

However, one of the good things regarding the Business class was an assignment to get a massage from a place that you've never gone before, and write a paper on it. I picked a random place in Manch (with help from the internet) and had mine this morning. It went well, but I felt strange. I didn't tell the therapist before it began that I was going to be writing a paper on it, because I didn't want him to do anything different than he normally would. But after it was done, I wanted to ask him questions about some of the strokes he used, but I didn't want to be all "SURPRISE! I am about to go home and write a two page paper, critiquing all things about this entire experience."

And now the days are getting shorter, and I'm starting to see the whole urge to get into my pajamas the minute I step in the door beginning as it does each fall. Good thing about that is, when I get home after 11, it's allowed!

And now, I'm off to take a nap :)