Monday, February 6, 2012

Not Doing My Happy Dance

The minute I stop blogging, everything falls apart.

No, really! Okay, not *everything*, but things. A while back, while alluding to some potential disaster, I think I described this as an 'incoming meteor'. Well, the day of reckoning has arrived and here's what happened: The meteor swept past the small planet by a narrow margin. Sweet relief! While the grateful inhabitants frolicked in the meadows, doing their happy dance, the sun exploded, blowing the planet and the happy little dancers to smithereens.

So that's where I am right now. For all intents and purposes, I'm looking for a new planet. ET phone home.

And I'm doing what I always do in a time of personal crisis - some people fall apart, I fall together. I've groomed the dog, cleaned out the fridge, re-organised my closet, scrubbed the floors and cleared my to-do list. When the going gets rough, the tough get busy! If I'm busy, I can't think about what I'm going to do next. Since my plans require some amount of waiting, this is a good strategy.

And my practice, OMG, my practice! Thank goodness it's going well right now because I'm clinging to that morning ritual like a drowning woman. It's the best part of my day. Truly.

I *will* survive this wonky, unglorious month. I will, I will.

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Anonymous said...

You will, you will. I've had experiences that resemble the metaphor you're using here. Be ready to let stuff go if it's painful to hold on to, and keep whatever regularity you can (it depends on you and the situation as to which of those is which).

Onward. Oh, and keep breathing :)

Christine said...

...that's exactly how I handle those seems every major disaster in my life has been followed by a frantic closet cleaning! :)
Hang in there!