Happy Monday! I hope you all had a fantastic weekend. We got to spend a lot of time together as a family, which is always my favorite.
Friday night I hosted Mommy Happy Hour. Every month or so during the school year a few of us moms take turns hosting a happy hour where the kiddos run around and play while the mommies sip vino and catch up. It’s glorious, especially when you hit that sweet spot where all of the kiddos get along, and you don’t spend the entire time stopping them from beating each other to a pulp.
Saturday was my niece’s birthday party:
and then we played tourist around Old Town San Diego (one of my favorite spots) and met up with some friends for dinner.
And of course, in this house Sunday is for football and brunch no matter how many times the Chargers break our hearts.
Did you do anything fun this weekend?
I wanted to share with you something that’s been on my mind. On Friday took a yoga class. It was a restorative yoga class that focused on stretching and meditation. The instructor led us through a thoughtfulness exercise that I wanted to share with you because it really hit home with me and I can’t stop thinking about it.
She first asked us: “What do you believe in?” and a few minutes later followed it up by asking “What do you have faith in?”
Lying, eyes closed on the mat wracking my brain, I had a very hard time coming up with any sort of answer. I’ve never been a very spiritual person but c’mon! I had nothing! Even as I write this I cannot come up with a solid set of beliefs or faith in something.
I very rarely take the time to stop and be mindful of my life, the past, my experiences. I tend to just keep pushing through, some days just trying to keep my head above water.
A a lot of things have changed in my life over the past 2 years and lately, I think I have been a bit emotionally paralyzed by all of it. I don’t tend to take the time to process the hows or why’s in life. I just go go go. As we wind down on 2016 my goal is to be more mindful of why things came together or undone as they have. What brought me to where I am right now, and why? What do I believe and have faith in? Am I where I need to be?
Maybe I should first look in the mirror and ask if I have enough faith in me?
So I ask you friends: What do you believe in? What do you have faith in?
Until next time. xoxo
Betsy
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What a thought provoking question (especially during a yoga class!). There’s been a lot of research on mindfulness and I too used to find myself just going, going, going, kind of on auto pilot. 3 years ago I (and my family) went through a very tumultuous time. Not only did we survive, but we came out stronger because of it. Pain is meant to be felt, dealt with and in the end I believe life is so much better because of the experience. Hang in there Mama!