Typically, I write these newsletters a week in advance. But today I’m writing to you the morning of.
It’s been one of those weeks.
My grandparents aren’t doing so well, so we’re trying to spend more time with them. I’ve fallen behind on paperwork while my caseload fills with new clients each day. And just a couple of nights ago our dog ran away, and we thought we might never see her again.
I’m on autopilot through the week and feel like I’m doing fine. But when I stop and let my mind and heart catch up with my body, I realize I’m exhausted.
Last weekend I drove to a nearby park to walk and watch the sunset. There’s a clearing with a little pond and open, expansive views of the sky. There was a warm breeze. Pinks and purples were washing over the clouds.
I sat there as long as I could. Breathing gently. Slowly watching.
I think I need that again.
This work we do isn’t easy. And it doesn’t just stop. Our lives outside of work don’t stop either. Some weeks might work in our favor. Many though, will not.
So, what then? I’m not sure, to be honest. But there was something in the gentleness and warmth of that evening that I’d like more of. It felt like a gift given to me right when I needed it.
And for as much as we give to those around us, it’s dawning on me how important it is for us to receive. To receive without earning and with no strings attached.
To sit in that warm breeze for as long as I can, and simply receive.