It’s all good. That phrase has been my mantra for many years. I have walked with these words, shared them, and have tried my hardest to live in that way. But, sometimes the heart catches up to the hurt (or craziness inside) and you do not know what to do with it. So maybe it’s all good but not today. I think our heart and mind can be like the car on a rollercoaster doing a 360 then uprights itself after a spell. So while on that ride, cause you can’t get off it, you have to aaahhhhh. What to do? What to do? Me, I take a deep breath and breathe (lots…but not to the point of hyperventilating okay). To just breathe in and let go – whatever and wherever that takes you.
My morning breath of breathing (I do gargle with Listerine) turned into a grin yesterday, not a Cheshire cat kind of grin, but a full out smiling broadly one. When I got back from my walk yesterday (zippity-do-dah great feeling) , I checked my cell phone and noticed a text from my sister. Unbeknownst to her, she sends a little seed of joy, blowing up my heart strings, in a few little words of hers (you gotta love sisters and so mine, she’s a keeper) reminding me that yes “brighter days are ahead”; she is good like that for spirit lifts. I guess she read my last couple of blogs which sort of spoke of a reality in my headspace that I am awakening to. So yes sister, it’s all good – just need to breathe for a bit.
Thank goodness for cheerleader moments. You probably can name a thousand of those times where you get them unexpectedly or you intentionally go to a place to find them. Me, my go-to place is any Hallmark stores or novelty one-of-kind shops (Flowers and Friends in Kensington or Luna Emporium in Charlottetown) because they have the most unexpected smiles waiting for me – cheerleader moments. You know those times especially when you least expect it, and yet really need it, and you get a POW. I’m thinking about this mug I saw once (not in Hallmark for sure) with a character looking grumpy and it said, “who peed in your soup today?”. Talk about a belly laugh. I like those that get your funny bone. Okay, that is a bit TMI but you get my point… if it gets a smile or chuckle out of you… rah rah cheer to the heart. A breather. It’s all good. Yeh?
At the end of the day, there is hope. There is a beautiful song by Steven Curtis Chapman that reminds me of cheerleader moments. I think they are God moments of grace where you feel a calm amongst the turmoil. And wonder of wonders, you smile, hang on and it’s all good. Be Still
Karenpondering 