21.9.23

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May have post this... but now I have learnt to celebrate how beautiful I am

So much has already happened this September.

School began - I can barely believe it only being just under 3 weeks. The children have taken off like rockets, although I now have to watch one in particular. Their writing and reading is coming along by very slowly. Their maths though, faultless.

I also need to redo the seating plan. I cannot have three rows, it is too far back in the class I think.

Or I need to write larger.

I feel much better as a teacher now. 

What can I say? It feels good. Being good at the thing you have been doing for ten years. Magic.

Then there's the health club. I've started so well. We began for two weeks, and then, in the last two weeks, it all ended. It felt though like we had been going there forever before I had to stop going. So during this hiatus - which in all probability will take me to the start of next year, hopefully, it will be January, it might be February, I will be running again. During that time I CAN do stretching probably in January, maybe even in November. Certainly be good to use the spa. But during this interim, I can look to and adjust my diet. Not the crazy 20/4 thing, but going back to the same thing.

The foot feels better, but the bone is still healing. It will take a few more weeks before I can start again.

Then there is Elements. It has been so fulfilling to be back once more. I organise the garage. But today, after sorting out the broadband, and after doing some bulbs in the garden, which I will clear away slowly, I will write to a friend. Life is so full really.

Then, of course, there's the boys. They run on autopilot now. The HARD PART is over. I am just enjoying them now. The dues have been paid. I get to sit back and have my sons tell me I am their best friend. I get to have the lifetime of memories made. I get to take the credit and the glory for these beautiful boys. That is not a bad thing at all. What the future holds, I do not know, but for now, it ain't a bad thing.

I am working with a group of women to birth a New Moon Goddess Journeying group. One which allows us to bring our consciousness to the fore. So far it has been both tough and wonderful.

And in between there is just life. The house, the garden, the people - just life. And what a life... I cannot complain, as they say. A Goldilocks life. I do not know where it will take me. But for now, living each day, each moment, beautifully.


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