amanda farough offered me a new dress for my blog, a little something she stitched together from her own creative hands. but i thought i needed more color. i selected my current blog dress (aka template) because it is colorful and messy, more than a bit of a chaotic conglomerate – a virtual snapshot of my life. inside the chaos, in the space where my words are, is orderly. calm. uncluttered. there’s space to breathe there . . .
we spent memorial day weekend in room 545 at the hospital, only a few doors down from the catherization lab where they discovered the need for – and ultimately inserted – a stent in his restricted artery.
things like that change everything.
as an occasional end-of-life doula, i’m pretty much in touch with my own mortality. but in touch with my husband’s morality? well, that’s something else entirely.
for a while now, i’ve been carrying around this postcardesque image of Jeanne’s Ideal Day. it involves yoga, writing, walking, cooking (i honestly can’t believe i wrote that), yardening, maybe teaching the occasional workshop and speaking to a group somewhere or other every now ‘n then.
in other words, i want to live in the bubble that is my blog’s text box.
so i organized my calendar, blocking out boxes in my days and started poking around in search of yoga classes. in an act of desperation, i shook my tin cup out on facebook, asking for recommendations of yoga classes in my area. i heard from a few who were only about a 2.75 hour drive each way, then – in the same day, i want you to know – i hear from bindu wiles that she’s throwing a party that involves 1 part yoga and 1 part writing.
i guess they’re right: when the student is ready, the womentors appear.
it’s only day 2, so i’m still pretty much moving around in the chaos, looking longingly at the text bubble, but i’ll get there.
hey, anybody got a plan combining yardwork with facilitating a workshop?
Just wanted to say that I'm thinking of you.
Also, I reckon it might be possible to combine yoga with yardwork.
I can feel the current, my friend, they are moving us all in a glorious direction. At the moment, I'm trusting this tingling sensation so I hope you can too. Hang on!
First time here (from 215800). Always glad to run in to those with southern roots!
You could facilitate a work shop on: “What are we gonna do about this yard?” You facilitate, they do something about the yard 🙂
I have a question. I've volunteered in Hospice for a long time. You call yourself an end-of-life doula – can you tell me more about that?