Good Morning, God!
Suzy and Kit are chatting away downstairs as they prepared to go play tennis.And I am sitting here ruminating on December, on 2011 and on my life.
The thought foremost in my mind is daughter Sandy’s observation made to daughter Suzanne. “Mom writes a lot about keeping the Sabbath and doing less — but she doesn’t.”
Sigh. How true, God, how true.
My Defensive Sub-Self has just reared up sputtering excuses about just how hard it was to adjust to retirement and how full — albeit with good things — December was. That’s true, too.
Life is Rich, Complex and more than a bit of a Challenge. And, You are telling me that is as it should be. Life is designed so that we need to ask for help. That is a hard truth for Very Proud People to grasp. Sigh. We think of it as failing.
Yes, God. I know that failing is an essential part of learning. It’s just that failing is so painful! More sighs. I am “hearing” — “Don’t worry, you will get used to it.”
Actually, asking for help isn’t really all that bad, God. Yesterday, Suz noticed I was GRUMPY and asked if I had taken my glutathione the night before. Glutathione is apparently especially good for cleaning out Angry Livers. So, I asked her to give me one of her glutathione capsules. I took it. Felt calmer rather quickly and two hours later fell into a deep detox sleep. I awakened, pleasant. Sigh, my Liver and my Life need help in processing all that is going in and on.
Taking less in will help my Liver and my Life.
So will hearing my daughters and taking their advice. And, of course, God, my mother has told me for decades that “you are too busy!” Dang! Knowing all of this is so humbling! Please, God, help me relax and relish a Humbler New Year.