As usual on a day off, the voices in my head were screaming at me to change the world in one day.
Iāve had a really busy week and Iām tired. I woke with a headache and a million thoughts all rolled into one tiny wee head.

I canāt believe Iāve been writing this for 900 days and thatās with some days off in betweenā¦. Time flies when youāre pouring your heart out in words. I must have analysed and over analysed my every waking and non-waking move since then. Trying to understand what makes me tick.
Some days I think Iāve got it made.
Other days a different version of me gets out of bed.
Remember when we were kids and people would say we were over-tired? Maybe that is a thingā¦. This mornings anxiety wasnāt a discomfort, wasnāt manifesting itself in a physical painā¦. It was the wittering budgie in my head going round in circles questioning my decisions, my life choices, the meaning of life.
I wrote a list of things I wanted to achieve today and Craig took some of them. That helped. (I should say here, there was nothing of any great substance but you probably know that by nowā¦I just wanted to get it all done!)
While I was out cleaning Abbie the camper van, Claire pulled up in her car and I literally word vomited all the thoughts out at once!! I could hear myselfā¦ š¬š³š¤Æ She laughed and it made me laugh. I felt a bit calmer after that.

Considering all that rambling mind this morning Iāve actually had a really productive day.
I spent some time working on the village Memorial Hall accounts, getting ready for the AGM on Monday night. The sun is shining today so I sat at my desk upstairs and opened the window wide so that I was in the sun while being productive.
Craig pressure washed the grass again so the garden looks lovely and fresh. The sun went behind the cloud for this photo!

I popped into Claireās for tea and cake in the garden⦠check me having tea and I really enjoyed it! We had a really great chat and caught up on each othersā weekā¦.and the cake was lovely!

I sat outside in the sun for a while. This could be the last of the warmth and itās lovely. Our beautiful ivy is starting to turn red.

Iām listening to an audio book by Alex Mill called A Shift to Love. I love this quote.
āThe secret to staying grounded is simple. Donāt indulge the thinking, donāt noodle the juicy story, donāt leave the groundā.
āNothing is more important than presence, your heart does not resist your body coming to silence. Only the voices of resistance want you to leave the peace, that is who you authentically are, to visit the minds crazy funhouse of distorted mirrors and shifting floorsā.
āWhy?ā
āSo you can frantically search for peace, the peace you had before you left. The peace that is you. Stay at centre and allow peace to come to you. Never leave centre to indulge a problem, a concern or a worry. Centre is where your power isā.
āChasing after the world brings chaos, allowing it all to come to me brings peaceā
The minds crazy funhouse of distorted mirrors and shifting floorsā¦ā¦. š¤¦š»āāļøš that sums up my mind straight away!
Iām so grateful that I managed to turn the day around and find my peace.

It has crossed my mind recently that Iāve had a few down days but Iām doing all of this without the medication I was on for about 20 odd years and actually, that is pretty special.
Check me being proud of myselfā¦.

Hope you all have a lovely Saturday night.
Stay safe everyone ā„ļøā„ļøā„ļø
