This week was one of those crazy ones. The days were full and time was short. It’s funny. The week I try to be intentional about simplicity is the week that gets crammed with one more thing to do, one more place to be, etc. None of these things were bad, but sometimes there is just so much.
Keeping track of the little things is becoming more important to me now. The snapshots of my week include a quiet morning breakfast, one of my finished pottery projects with the tiniest crack in the bottom (a lovely imperfection, to me), scarves and blankets, early mornings, good books, and writing letters on paper.
Simplicity. Breathing space. Intentionality. Noticing. Appreciating. It starts with the small things and eventually it becomes a way of seeing and a way of being.
I tend to get restless easily. I feel like I’m always chasing down a new goal or trying to move in a new direction. I can get addicted to “the next thing” without fully appreciating what I’ve already accomplished or what already belongs to me. Ambition is good, but I don’t want to become a person who is chronically unsatisfied. My way of combatting this, for now, is by documenting the simple moments of my week. I don’t want to take anything for granted.
Also, this phrase: be gentle with your self
I’m trying to stay true to my own story and I’m trying to give myself more grace for the times I make mistakes or fail. I’m not lowering standards. I’m trying to stop beating myself up when I feel as though I fall short, or when I feel as though everyone else is better, further, stronger, or has their life more “together” than I do.
Part of this includes talking more to the people who are my cheerleaders in life. They are the ones who encourage me to be genuine and challenge me in healthy, needed ways. They are affirming and gently nudge me back on track when I fall off a little bit. They tell me the truth. I want to listen to them more.
Part of this includes regularly taking time to do something that fills me. These are things that refresh me, inspire me, and energize me. Personally, this can take many different forms. My pottery class, carving out quiet space to read or write, wandering through Indigo to browse through the books, thrift shopping, talking to a good friend; these things all create “sweet spots” in my day or my week.
This week, I hope that you find space to do something filling. Look for those sweet spots and savour them.
Try to slow down and appreciate the simple moments.
Be gentle with your self.
Have a restful Sunday.