re·pose; /riˈpōz/: Temporary rest from activity, excitement, or exertion, esp. sleep or the rest given by sleep.
I’ve always loved that word, repose. It sounds elegant, comforting and inviting to me. That’s what I’ve been doing for some time now. Stress caught up with me and it literally caused me to come to a standstill. I rarely get colds or get sick, but I’ve been that way lately and I’m finally beginning to feel better.
I’ve felt uninspired, unable to write or really read many blogs. Have you ever been in a place where you just want to be? You don’t want to feel or think. Just be.
That’s what I’ve been doing.
Rationally, I know why I’m feeling this way plus it’s been an usually long winter but (fingers crossed) temps are going to be in the 60s this week and we’re in for plenty of sunshine before the weather dips back down into the 50s by late this week.
The Reason for This Post — Thank You and Stay Tuned…
Obviously, I’m not at my best here and I’m hoping this will pass soon. I’ve gained some new followers — thank you! I plan to visit you and give you the attention your wonderful blogs deserve. I don’t know how you stumbled across my blog but I’m so glad you did — welcome.
As I climb out of this low mood and get well, I’m going to leave you with some words from a woman/author/motivator that I admire. It’s Brene Brown’s “Wholehearted Parenting Manifesto.”
I’m not a parent but I know many of you are and there are all kinds of families, right? I think this could apply to anyone you love and a really nice way to treat yourself and others — all the time. And hey, it’s a nice way to start the week.
Happy Monday everyone and enjoy a song that lifts me up whenever I hear it. Maybe it’ll make you move around, get up and oh baby, listen to those horns and background singers….that’s some saucy soul, y’all.
The Wholehearted Parenting Manifesto by Brene Brown
Above all else, I want you to know that you are loved and lovable. You will learn this from my words and actions–the lessons on love are in how I treat you and how I treat myself.
I want you to engage with the world from a place of worthiness. You will learn that you are worthy of love, belonging, and joy every time you see me practice self-compassion and embrace my own imperfections.
We will practice courage in our family by showing up, letting ourselves be seen, and honoring vulnerability. We will share our stories of struggle and strength. There will always be room in our home for both.
We will teach you compassion by practicing compassion with ourselves first; then with each other. We will set and respect boundaries; we will honor hard work, hope, and perseverance. Rest and play will be family values, as well as family practices.
You will learn accountability and respect by watching me make mistakes and make amends, and by watching how I ask for what I need and talk about how I feel.
I want you to know joy, so together we will practice gratitude.
I want you to feel joy, so together we will learn how to be vulnerable.
When uncertainty and scarcity visit, you will be able to draw from the spirit that is a part of our everyday life.
Together we will cry and face fear and grief. I will want to take away your pain, but instead I will sit with you and teach you how to feel it.
We will laugh and sing and dance and create. We will always have permission to be ourselves with each other. No matter what, you will always belong here.
As you begin your Wholehearted journey, the greatest gift that I can give to you is to live and love with my whole heart and to dare greatly.
I will not teach or love or show you anything perfectly, but I will let you see me, and I will always hold sacred the gift of seeing you. Truly, deeply, seeing you.
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Addendum: Thanks to JM (she’s a great writer/archaeologist — I know, right??) and Allan (he’s an great photographer/electrical engineer that stands on big scary bridges — yeah) for giving me awards last week. Please go visit them — I’ve been following them for a long time now and they are talented, gracious, kind and just good people. Thank you, JM and Allan.