1) I remembered how grateful I feel when I reflect on the week and follow the larger arc of my journey. It’s easy to let days blend into weeks and weeks blend into months and months blend into years and miss the passage of time, witnessing life as one big blur.
2) Happy to be back in the creative space of my own website.
3) Noticing the change in season, summer giving way to autumn, the shorter days and longer nights, the bees making a push to gather the last of the nectar before the weather completely changes.
4) A blackbird came to us to die. We made his last moments on this physical plane pleasant and dignified.
5) I roller skated for the first time in 40 years. I wasn’t expecting how quickly my body would remember how to groove on quads.
6) Realising that God hides in the in-between spaces.
7) I embraced my role as a facilitator and realised the gift inherent in shifting mindsets.
8) Feeling giddy in the stationary store buying new stock for my facilitator’s kit bag.
9) Playing Dungeons and Dragons with my friends twice this week.
10) Bring this practice over from my Substack newsletter days. This was a good weekly practice for me because it made me pause for a moment to acknowledge and be grateful for the big and the small moments that shape the arc of my journey.
I would encourage others to do the same. I find the best way to do this is to notice the moments in your days as you move through the week, so come Sunday it’s just a matter of going back through your notebook or journal and choosing what resonates with you as you reflect back on the week.
Enjoy.
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Nice wheels, Clay. I have been putting a lot more effort into keeping my daily notes in a written format rather than digitally. It’s good to spend that time also recall with gratitude because I think one reason that time blurs is we are rarely doing anything new. So when the magically moment of skating comes around it is worth celebrating and for a very similar reason I am desperate to go camping again before the sites close for winter.
It was a blast getting back into a pair of roller skates after all these years. The mechanics of skating were still in my body memory, so in minutes I was zipping around the room like I never stopped skating.