From the moment I set my bare feet on the cold tile floor yesterday, I wanted to climb back under the covers. An hour and a half of writing went nowhere and I had a good cry before I’d even made it into the shower. I tried on at least four different outfits including jewelry, scarves and jackets, and I still didn’t dress warmly enough. I was 20 minutes late for work and, once there, I noticed I forgot to wear earrings. My IBS was acting up, I didn’t like my hair and my pants were too tight. When I finally made it home for lunch, I remained tense and irritable. But then I read a response from a fellow Yogi (instructor) on Facebook to a post I’d written about being crabby: “…it’s all in your head…” Obviously, she was right. So for the rest of the day I purposed to plant a garden where I’d want to linger.
Is your garden primarily filled with flowers or weeds?
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