I apologise for today. Sundays, generally the only day a week I get to wake up without an alarm, take the day as it comes, after a week of looking after others. So when a special day falls on a Sunday I am always in two minds. Do I put the care of others before myself and have a day off in the week? Or do I turn to Sundays, the day I find to be gentle and enriching in its quality, to offering appointments for people to celebrate? Last weekend I did make it happen. There were three ladies who came to the hotel for a spa day and I saw two other people before and after. So it is possible, and a question of better managing my diary, so if you would like to treat your mother or any other day than today you’re more than welcome.
And if Sunday’s is your only day off too maybe thats a very special reason to turn up
Spare a thought for those more affluent than you, you may be the reason.
Spare a thought for those less affluent than you, you may be the reason.
Spare a thought for the patterns of our lives, where we rise to we can fall from,and after fall we can spring back.
And in between there does need to be a winter, maybe of discontent, the time to hibernate, celebrate, refresh and renew. And then there comes a time when spring needs to blooming well hurry up because quite frankly we need some sunshine to warm our heads and lighten up our hearts.
The spare a thought angle came to me this morning while walking through the cemetery opposite where I live. The Mindfulness course I’m studying, this ancient wisdom seeing a new revival in boardrooms all over the country, is inspiring me to have deep thoughts and new connections.
The idea of having more or less is really the ebb and flow of life, the patterns we see in nature when the Earth hibernate in winter and is abundant in summer. The transitions to both full experiences, autumn and spring, those changes that occur, and the time we need to allow for that to happen.
So the idea of keeping our conscious mind in the present instead of falling back or jumping forward, really being aware is the tight rope of our mental well-being, and a good lesson to reflect on.
So let us spare a thought that our efforts and endeavours today may be preparing the compost for someone else’s harvest we can all celebrate in time. We are all playing some part in the story of all our days, and I choose to fill mine with kindness.