Today marks Day Numero Uno of a majorly-needed body cleanse.
Last night was Game One of The World Series starring the KC Royals vs. the SF Giants.
And now my mind wants in on the ‘cleanse’ action.
Sometimes I awake with tiny panic of something “undone” in my mind. Last time it happened (a week ago) I ended up purchasing online three little cases of travel-sized hand sanitizer. Ebola Outbreak: solved. 🙂 Today my wakeup trigger led me to stop and ponder a moment right here —> last night while in the presence of some precious souls, I was able to absence myself from the clamor of three little girls longing to connect with me. I was able to do that simply because I wished to connect, instead, to a bunch of strange, incredibly wealthy men grappling with sticks and balls on a screen. I was willing to sacrifice divine moments of looking into the eyes of very enthusiastic, intimate and loving, fully present souls — souls that invited connection on a golden platter — and I chose instead to stare at a screen full of people who cared not one whit about me, nor would they ever. It seems to me that a thorough cleansing of my priorities is in order even more so than the 30-day cleansing of my bod I’m enacting! Seems to me that if I choose to connect with complete strangers on a screen again (and I likely will), that I need to do that only when more worthy souls are not present and begging to bond.
That is all. 🙂 ~e
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