Each weekday, my son is up and out the door at 5:30 a.m. for Washburn Football work-outs. Even though he’s responsible for his alarm, the mama in me still sets a Kramer just in case.
Dane didn’t need prompted to get out of bed this morning, but I did. I’d planned to run, water the veggies and be back inside by 7:00 for e-mails and work.
Without much thought, I tied up the laces and started down the road. At 6 a.m. it was already muggy and 80 degrees, so it was only 400 meters when the monkey mind added her two cents:
It’s sooooooo hot
You’re so tired
You should have brought Cleve
You have so much work to do
It’s soooo haaaaawwwt….
TURN AROUND, WOMAN, TURN AROUND!
So I did.
I stopped my run watch, hung my head, and walked back to the house. I watered my veggies in cadence with the voice that chastised my weak and undisciplined spirit. You’re lazy. You have so much to do. You didn’t finish the laundry. Sarah L and her FitBit group are gonna kick your butt this week. Why are you so weak? I thought you were better than that.
Then, I did my daily readings which all seemed to speak of being kind to ourselves and minding our perceptions. Even though I could feel my attitude rising above the morning, my monkey brain was still chattering about dust bunnies and cellulite. I threw off the gloves, squared her shoulders, and had a heart-to-heart talk.
You don’t have time to run – I am already caught up on e-mails and my first meeting isn’t until 2:00
You really should write or publish a blog post instead – I am going to rerun a vintage post
It’s too hot to run – But Cleve wants to go
You’re going to take him in this heat?? – I’ll shorten the run
Am I not getting anywhere with you? – Not today, Lady…not today!
Then, as if I needed any more prodding, I found my running shoes (and dog) pointed towards the door.
If I don’t want to run, why did I buy these shoes?
It reminded me of the post two of my dearest friends curated for me in 2014. Please enjoy the shortened excerpt of inspirational words–it’s still one of my favorites. Thank you, Christy and Jennie! xoxox
If you’re afraid of the journey, don’t buy shoes
“It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end.” — Ursula K. Le Guin
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
― Joseph Campbell
“All journeys eventually end in the same place, home.”
― Chris Geiger
“Untitled” [A journey continues…]
by Mark Strand
A journey continues until it stops
A journey that stops is no longer a journey
A journey loses things on its way
A journey passes through things, things pass through it
When a journey is over, it loses itself to a place
When a journey remembers, it begins a journal
Which is a new journey about an old journey
A journey over time is different from a journey into time
An actual journey is into the future
A reflective journey is into the past
A journey always begins in a place called Here
Pack your bags and imagine your journey
Unpack your bags and imagine your journey is done
If you’re afraid of a journey, don’t buy shoes
“Untitled” [A journey continues…] by Mark Strand from Chicken, Shadow, Moon & More. © Turtle Point Press, 2000.
“Each of us has the right and the responsibility to assess the roads which lie ahead, and those over which we have traveled, and if the future road looms ominous or unpromising, and the roads back uninviting, then we need to gather our resolve and, carrying only the necessary baggage, step off that road into another direction. If the new choice is also unpalatable, without embarrassment, we must be ready to change that as well.”
― Maya Angelou, Wouldn’t Take Nothing for My Journey Now
“No single decision you ever made has led in a straight line to where you find yourself now. You peeked down some roads and took a few steps before turning back. You followed some roads that came to a dead end and others that got lost at too many intersections. Ultimately, all roads are connected to all other roads.”
― Deepak Chopra, The Book of Secrets: Unlocking the Hidden Dimensions of Your Life
by Mary Oliver
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
their bad advice –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do –
determined to save
the only life you could save.
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Have a great week!