How are my lovely readers doing on this gorgeous, chilly day-two days into Spring?
I am emerging from beneath the piles of muslin blankets, and burp cloths to discover life is still living beyond my doors, beyond all the littles I accidentally procreated. Its blissful finding oneself after the flotsam of newborn life. Its blissful watching the bumps fade, and the lumps get less lumpy. The babe is weaned, and I am once again on the journey to loosing my baby weight, and regaining the energy I lost making this lovely child. He is now 9 months old, and gives us more joy than we could ever have imagined possible.
He crawls briskly about our house, and loves nothing more than to slip under the table to graze on the chocolate crumbs left by the mad house that operates above him.
I gathered up my skirts, and started a habits challenge a few weeks ago. It was just what I needed to launch me into the blessed place where cravings don't exist, and I take joy in the journey of working out. Along with 14 other women, we all, as a whole, changed our own lives.
There is no place so empowering for a stay at home Mom, than that place where she reaches deep inside her, and pulls out-raw change. When there is no one cheering you on, no one looking, and no one sees if you eat a bite of cake. That is where change becomes like a living breathing entity. When you stand and look back to where you were, and you are so much further ahead. When your pants start falling off you, and you are forced to wear a size smaller. It is a miracle.
Yoga is giving me my long, lean, farm girl muscles back. I am able to reach down inside myself and overcome the pain. I now have discipline again.
I even took an ice cold shower... yep... I washed, rinsed, and repeat, in ice cold water.
A few months ago that would simply not have been possible. I want to be my better self. A stronger, healthier, happier version of myself. Already I have in the palm of my hand, the full power of a man who lived sinless on earth, who died, and rose from the dead. I have ALL that power! There is simply no reason to not utilize it except sheer laziness.
I had a dream the other night. I went to visit a friend who lived in a mansion. There were two places to slide the key card to get into that mansion. One slot said "Bacon" The other slot said "Jesus Christ". I woke up, and at first I giggled at the memory, but then my heart sobered and I realized, its not the big sins that will take us down. Its the little ones. Perhaps they will not take us to hell, but they will ruin our witness, they will make us soft, and ineffective while here on earth. I want MORE than that!! YOU want more than that!!! We demand VICTORY!
Goodbye my cozy, little, fat, blackbirds, I leave you in peace yet another day.
When next I come by, I shall come bearing a small, tidy giveaway for you lovely loyal birds.