Reading… The Divine Feminine Fire by Teri Degler and Dancing in the Flames by Marion Woodman
Feeling… the pain in my teeth. I’m half way through my Invisalign treatment and so far so good — but there’s not a day that goes by where I’m not deeply aware of the braces, and for some reason, this new set are really doing a number on my molars. Ouch.
Smelling… fried eggs. This incense.
Tasting… coffee, always with the coffee.
Listening… to the silence of Sunday and the gentle rumble of cars passing. Birdsong.
Creating… two guided meditations to give to my Love Letter peeps soon.
Wanting… to be kissed. I can’t deny it. It’s the lazy Sunday morning effect.
Pondering… that today is father’s day and I have no one to send a card to. And how I am completely at peace with that. I was less so last year.
Reading… The Dance of the Dissident Daughter by Sue Monk Kidd. Oh this book, this BOOK. So many ahas, even though we share such different backgrounds.
Feeling… filled up from yesterday’s workshop with Sally Kempton and conversations with new friends.
Smelling… minty lipbalm. My new favourite perfume oil.
Tasting… a perfectly ripe white nectarine. Iced coffee.
Listening… the sound of my washing machine. The cars passing by. The hum of my laptop.
Creating… making notes about the oracle cards, ready to send to my co-conspirators this week.
Wanting… more time to read. I’m craving a whole month to just lie on my bed/sofa/in the park and devour books.
Pondering… the bravery of beautiful Jenna, who had brain surgery last week. She wrote to me yesterday: ‘Hi Susannah, I was part of the first Sacred Alone group. I just wanted to write a quick email of thanks! Right after the class doctors discovered that I had a brain aneurysm. This meant weeks of tests and just a week ago brain surgery far away from my home (I live in the United Arab Emirates). I just have to say a huge thank you because the meditations from that class have carried me through this really rough time. So often when scared I meditated – the lake meditation I found especially helpful. Also the doctors continually remarked how peaceful I was and how perfect the procedure was (like my body was helping them!). I am so thankful to you and to that class. It is part of my life, my soul, and my spirit. You have touched my life and helped me to go through the most difficult thing I’ve every faced – brain surgery. Thank you is not enough. I hope each who takes this class is as blessed by it as I have been. Thank you.’
* a post inspired by all the lovely lists I’ve seen around the internet. If you feel inspired do share your own check-in in the comments or if you blog your answers leave a link!