I had a moment today, when my daughter was struggling with an injury in a way I haven't seen her before, that I felt like I had the courage to navigate yet another unknown city, be the scaffolding and support for my daughter, and stay true to my purpose. But I spent most of the rest of the day doubting my ability to tolerate the unknown (aren't I supposed to feel liberated by the unknown?), to stay centered in myself, to hold steady for my daughter, and to walk the day with an open heart. I also realized I wasn't feeling very happy. Lately I have had much more joy and happiness in any given moment, even while I've been tending to some internal and external challenges. But today I felt like I was so far from myself.
But now at the end of the day, having had a nice vegan dinner, and as we watch "So you think you can dance" while icing the hurting parts of ourselves, there seems to be some hope in us both.
We will deal with what comes to us tomorrow, tomorrow.
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