Once more I’m starting back at taking care of myself. It’s really an ebb and flow sort of thing. Phases of rest and stillness. And phases of activity and movement.
I’ve come to realize, or more completely understand, that I have a lot I’m still healing from. There is a lot I am helping my family heal from. Kindness has been a big theme for me these past several years.
With that in mind I have decided to start even smaller with my goals. Little steps towards better habits. The first of which is getting myself moving again.
I took a couple weeks away from work, adult responsibilities, and didn’t even leave the house. It was exactly what I needed. But now, I am feeling rather stuck and stiff again. So I have pulled out a trusty yoga magazine and am working my way through a strengthening program.
A few minutes a day of some focused yoga. Two days of core work. One day each of legs and hips, back, and arms and shoulders. I’d like to also start doing a restful routine in the evening, but a few stretches climbing into bed is all I’ve managed. At least I’ve kept up with the strength training. It feels good.
The Accidental Domestic Goddess 