I look down at my paint splattered clothes. I've narrowed my wardrobe down to just a few pieces that I am willing to have ruined by all the paint and wood stain that I have been dealing with these past weeks. I feel spun out this morning. Too many days of adrenalin overload, long hours and little sleep. I am at the stage where I wonder if we will ever move forward and officially be in our home. We are inching our way there, but it is slow. Life imitating our reality, slow, "Maine Speed." Ya, "Maine Speed" is a new term that I have learned since living here. Slow and steady wins the race, but holy smokes is it ever hard for my brain to comprehend why we are all chugging along at a snails pace.
I need to quiet my mind today, deep breath in and slow breath out. I feel my spine relax and my body soften. Breathe in and slow breath out. Over and over, breath In and breathe out while rolling the words from my tongue, “Thank you, thank you, thank you, I am so grateful.” I am grateful for even the hard stuff these days, for it is in these moments my capacity grows and my soul finds new strengths and abilities I never even knew existed. But I am also tired of the growing pains. I feel happy for the blanket of snow covering the earth because somehow it is gifting me the permission I need in order to hibernate and be away from all the normal activities for awhile.
With all the busyness of life lately, I noticed that I was barely taking time to get out my camera and create beautiful images. There is something that happens to me when I stop creating, I get very stagnant and my heart begins to close. So I came up with the idea of going over last years winter photos and snow scenes and creating a virtual online holiday card series. I posted them over on my Instagram feed https://www.instagram.com/lynnebechard/ and it was fun to revisit these photos that never see the light of day. I thought I would post them here as well to add a bit of holiday cheer. The irony is that there is not one holiday decoration up, no presents bought, not even a twinkly light. My reality these days is being surrounded by ladders and loud nail guns, yet here I am talking about the holidays. See why the virtual card series came into play this year? I know that next year will look different for us and I am trying to make the most of where we are today and savoring even the precarious times.