Coming to you via a blog post once again, it may become a thing, but you’ll still find something to inspire, something to admire or think on or create and something good to read.
A Good Word
We wake up trying to figure it all out. Trying to control the narrative. Trying to get a job, a partner, a handle, a clue. It’s all very trying. But maybe if we put the “trying” down, we’ll hear the low rolling sound of thunder and a million little rain drops on our porch roof. Maybe we’ll finally hear the beating of our own hearts saying, I’ve always been here for you. Maybe nothing can happen until we finally let it all go.
A Good Look
A Good Idea
I shared this on Facebook a good while ago and it still makes me smile.
One friend replied “Cant believe I missed the trumpets”
And how true is it.
It made me think how often we head into a weekend, full of lighthearted, happy anticipation about a bit of time to ourselves and some rest and relaxation and then head out the other side Sunday evening having done everything but.
We’ve been pushed and pulled from one thing to another and while often they’re good and productive things, they are not the soul food or the peace and quiet or the bit of time just for ourselves that we need to regain our balance and restore us to an even keel on the inside.
A little bit of that sort of rest can go an awfully long way.
Now if we want to come out of the grocery store with what we need to feed ourselves for the week, it’s a good idea to go in with a list and a bit of a plan.
Works the same for our weekends.
Go in with a plan,
The simpler the better
If your a planner and a list maker you’ll love this idea – you might already do it. If your a fly by the seat of your pants, lets just see what happens kinda gal like me well you might not – but that’s just too darn bad.
Make the plan anyway. It can be as simple as – “between 11 am and 12 Saturday morning, I’ll be drinking tea on the veranda and reading my book”. Or – “from three to five I’ll be at the beach or taking a drive or visiting that gorgeous shop I’ve been going past forever and never get to stop in at”.
Let your people know for that wee little while you won’t be available for making brunch, or being taxi, or finding lost shoes or taking quick trips to Bunnings. They’ll adjust, they’ll be just fine and they’ll get their time because being with and looking after our people is important to us too
A good idea for your weekend – make a simple plan.
A Good Read
Love in Miniature. This post features reader-submitted stories of no more than 100 words
Here’s a snippet
My 95-year-old mother and her 94-year-old partner of 22 years had just polished off a bottle of wine, their first since surviving corona virus. Although they are both still sharp-minded and independent, their illness was frightening for our entire family. After a month of debilitating symptoms, they recovered. When they called me, they were in a tipsy, celebratory state of bliss. “We just want to make sure you know how much we love each other, how precious our love is,” they said. Then they said they had to hang up “so we can give each other a kiss.” — Siri Smith – – Keep reading
(You can also click on the links at the end of the post to read other Tiny Love Story posts).
And from Christie Purifoy
From old straw hat to converse sneakers, I am spattered. My husband has a shock of bright paint in his hair, and my boys are doused and dripping with it. The girls have wandered off, but I imagine cheeks freckled and shirts polka-dotted with paint. We are painting the new picket fence around our garden, and we are painting it white.This is the moment when I realize my life has become a cliche. Or maybe my life has become a literary allusion to a great American novel? No. That is too optimistic. Ours is outdoor latex from the big-box store not whitewash from Aunt Polly’s garden shed – – – Keep reading
Till next week friends, have a beautiful weekend – rest up, do something you love xx
Remember you can browse through the previous articles and posts linked to in The Friday Recliner right HERE.