Three lovely things

Things around me are shifting. Things inside me are in a state of flux.

Yesterday was my second day of fasting, coinciding with the fast for Haiti. It was an emotional day, partly food deprivation, partly my 5:30am rise from my bed, partly this shifting sand inside of me giving birth to fire that dies away to water as quickly as it arises.

A relationship I have been in for the past two and half years is once again having its bones laid bare and I am allowing myself to look at those bones instead of covering them modestly with the benefit of the doubt. I need some time on my own. Certain demands will not be met and that is ok.

A wonderful talk with a dear girlfriend last night saw me in tears and I heard every word she said. If I am going to change my attitude towards myself enough to push through into the life and destiny I deserve and desire then it needs to change everywhere it occurs. In my relationships, my work, everything. I have peace about that.

Three lovely things happened in quick succession this morning: I opened the pack of zip-lock bags my mum gave me and they are unexpectedly covered in hearts; I sat down at my desk and M. le Grenouille arrived and had bought me breakfast; I found a parcel on my desk full of pressies from Bina for me and Zeek... little things - big grateful heart xx