I woke up bright and early at 7.00 am, not a normal occurrence for me as I usually crawl out of bed around 8.30 to 9.00 am. So I got a head start on the day. Wholemeal pancakes with Earl Grey Tea. It is quite a while since I had Earl Grey, I keep Earl Grey and English Breakfast on hand for visitors who like an ordinary cup of tea, nothing fancy.
I have been buzzing around 2 loads of washing done, dishes done, breadmaker humming in the background making a Anadama Loaf, my 22 houseplants watered I am on a role and in the background is Solfeggio 528Hz & 432Hz playing healing frequencies.
Sometimes in life we need a sharp kick in the rear to get focussed on what needs to be done and to cut through the comfortable lies we tell ourselves. I had that sharp kick three weeks ago which has resulted in some very deep soul searching and re-evaluating my life. I live a very good life and I have a very healthy diet but one of the necessities I have ignored is the absolute requirement to exercise.
As I told my Green Script exercise mentor I am an exercise avoider. My job is sedentary, my hobbies are sedentary, excluding the garden but I haven’t done anything much in the garden for months. I do bits and pieces of exercise here and there but nothing consistently and habitually. From this point onward exercise has to become a habit, minimum 3 times per week.
The first week in Autumn and the weather makes a turn around with bright sunny days, four sunny days and conversation focussed on the weather are along the lines “Summer has finally arrived” and “another beautiful summery day” before you know it these repeated conversations will have people thinking we have had a great summer. I like Autunm, it could be because that was the season I was born in, my entry into the world was sunny days and cool crisp nights. It certainly make sleeping easier. The sound of cicada is really loud today.
I am really enjoying the art class, two more session of learning techniques then we will be starting our own painting. I have a few ideas about what I would like to do. I haven’t had my camera out all week, this week I have had such an internal focus, I haven’t noticed things in my surroundings.
Khepra reached the end of his tolerance with Serida this week and put her firmly in her place. She chased after him as he was heading outside after eating and hit him on his back leg, he swung around and hit her around the ears and then he stared her down. Once she was sufficiently cowed he turned and went outside. She is like an annoying little sister to Aurora always wanting to be where Aurora is. With Aurora it is a hiss or growl and the stare down. It doesn’t stop Serida for long.
Here is a poem I wrote in 2015
Taken Home July 2015
Where feathers fall angels tread Down mountains, Through fog and silence Arrow pierced the fragile skin Circle broken Luminous moon shone Down into dark canyons Wounded souls Gathered up and taken home
Blessing to all on this first Sunday in either Spring or Autumn depending on where you are may your week be satisfying, fulfilling and creative.
