I am going through a really flat phase. There are so many great things happening and amazing leaps forward in all areas… and yet I am feeling so awfully blah about it all. It is hard to explain. I don’t think I am feeling unhappy – it is more like I haven’t got time in amoungst all the chaotic-but-cool things to actually feel anything.
I spent some time yesterday chatting to my friend about it and she suggested a “me” weekend. It sounded very appealing and I now think maybe I need to take that time to re-group and let all the feelings gently sink in a bit. I feel like the whole family could do with that opportunity. I feel like we should run away to Castlepoint and be whipped about by the crazy wind and listen to the amazing power of the waves, read a bit, sleep a lot, and stare at things.
I find it interesting that good things seem to only be good things if we take the time to reflect on them after and say to ourselves “isn’t that just fabulous”. It adds a bit of weight to the power of our thoughts in managing our general well-being and outlook. I think maybe this idea of gratitude needs to be a lot more verb-ish and less noun-ish.
I am feeling very grateful for the incredible few months we have had… but only on paper, not in my heart yet.