I am so happy and grateful for the eggs and toast Amy made for breakfast this morning. All the work of the farmers to raise their chickens, grow their crops and the bakers, the shopkeepers, delivery drivers. So many people involved just to bring me a small amount of food to give me energy through the day.
I am so happy and grateful for yoga. I always feel good after doing it. Even though my body is not yet flexible I hope over time that it will become more stretchy. Like everything – little by little, bit by bit.
Today I sent a message out to my classes saying Happy Friday. Some of the kids in 1/11, who always look like they really don’t enjoy my class, sent me messages back saying they miss me (they’ve been doing Scouts all week instead of regular lessons). I was surprised and asked them if they preferred studying with me and they said yes! That made me feel pretty good.
I realise I’ve nearly finished reading Notes From Underground – that’s twice in about three weeks I’ve read it. The Underground Man hits very close to home! But it helps me understand that it is ok to be the way I am – even if my world doesn’t always look so good. I’m here in my own mousehole – thinking, breathing, living. It’s ok.
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