What Do I Think Happened?!

About a two weeks ago I got a new floor. The weekend before an outdoor shower was enclosed. The next day, walls were skim coated and finished. The day after that a prefabricated garage was purchased. Next came cabinets, one at a time. As usual with our own projects, we are making it up as go, so as one cabinet slid into place, the next was obvious.

Yesterday we put up paint samples and tile choices. I stained the shower. Today the tile is up and looks beautiful.

I feel like I might be boring you with this list, so I’m stopping before I name everything.

You get the idea.

Its been a bonanza of movement. Each thing has fallen easily into place.

There has been a weird amount of ease and flow for some reason.

The Red Sox went from last place to a crazy winning streak that tied a record.

Um.

My book has opened a few unexpected doors. I sold and donated almost my whole inventory on this coast. I sold one yesterday. To a school librarian!

Four weeks ago I started a regular meditation practice. Very regular. Its kind of my experiment.

It might be the only thing I’ve done differently.

I started after I taught a class on the introduction of meditation. I basically gave an overview of different methods and encouraged everyone to find something that felt good to them. I gave homework to set aside time in the morning or before sleep. No rules. Just whatever works to get quiet in the head. (even if its only for a minute or two).

I did my own homework.

I can’t take credit for the baseball, (obviously) or really any of the building. Some of my ideas were used. But I have had nothing to do with the speed or movement. I just kind of agree to go to Lowe’s when I’m invited.

I am happy. Found some peace in what used to feel like exile.

And weirdly, I’m seeing some original ideas fall into place, better even than envisioned.

Internal peace, dispite what is going on around me, is easier. Things don’t bother me like they used to. Everyone seems friendlier.

I’ve heard a many things about meditating. Vague things that seem nice, but not super enticing. Usually I am happy to try to meditate if its happening at yoga. It’s peaceful. I like it, but I get busy and distracted by life, I forget to prioritize.

Lately, I have been enjoying not feeling so homesick. I have enjoyed not getting lost in uncomfortable conversations. When disagreed with, I’m unusually fine. Even being misunderstood doesn’t phase me for long.

By week three, I arrived at a place where nothing had to change for me to feel fine. Truly, I was good.

But then,

Strangely,

everything started changing!