Double Days

Forgive yourself

for what you had to do to survive.

Forgive yourself for who you were

before you knew better.

Forgive yourself

for being fallible, broken,

for being less than perfect.

Touch the earth

in your small humanness.

Feel the dirt beneath your feet,

between your fingers,

and how your tears water

the parched, cracked soil.

Forgive yourself

for not being more, 

for not knowing more,

for learning through experience,

or the hard way.

For what you did to survive life’s winters,

across life’s thin ice.

For your mistakes.

You survived.

You are here.

And in the forgiveness,

let your hands reach down

to soothe your own broken heart,

and from there, 

the broken hearts of others.

For we grow humble in our falls,

compassionate through our imperfection,

not our perfection.

Forgive yourself.

Let the weight of these lessons

hold you firmly

in their dark wisdom 

to the earth —

And from there,

like a sky of shining lanterns,

set your soul free.

( ✍️ Rachel Alana Falconer )

Tuesday was a no-go day for me. 

I didn’t attend meditation and spent the majority of my day in bed, having a long 3 hour nap right in the middle with Harley on the bed resting his head on my legs.

Dinner was leftover spaghetti bolognese sauce with fusilli pasta and salad.

I slept much earlier than usual and enjoyed a solid 8 hours.

This morning, I was feeling much better and BGWLBH and I decided to drive into The Bay where we updated our lotto, got some fresh bread, searched for metal Chinese coins, purchased Harley bones from the butcher and bought our usual juices from Su Jus.

Fried rice was the requested dinner, so that’s what I prepared and added some crumbed chicken strips for AH.

I headed straight for bed after dinner and watched the movie “Made of Honor”.

It’s almost 10pm and I’m ready for sleep.

Nite all.