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Grounding time

I'll be honest I've been struggling a bit these last 2 or 3 months. As much as things all seem pretty good on paper I haven't been able to feel quite.... "right".

I've spent a lovely time this summer with my son, with my family, old friends coming to visit, taking trips out to the beach, camping, time off work, but something seems off kilter. 

I haven't been able to put my finger on it and it's had me feeling restless, uneasy and unsettled. 

Anyone else get like this? I actually quite like this time of year, the end of summer. As I get into September I do get quite reflective. I ponder how things have been going, what have I been doing, what do I have to look forward to, what do I need to focus on?

I grabbed my journal and started writing tonight. I just let the pen drift and the thoughts tumble out, joining the dots and putting the pieces together. It was just what I needed 

Next came the bullet journal. I felt the urge to draw something that is important to me right now and that would give me pleasure over these coming months of darker nights. I created two lists for the month, starting with the things I have planned that I'm looking forward to and then a list of things I'm grateful for. The lists were surprisingly long.

Finally I started putting down the things I need to focus on that have been tumbling round in my mind. Projects, DIY, decorating plans, just getting it out and onto paper stops it from niggling at me.

All the while I've been sat outside with my logs burning and my music playing, reminding myself that it really is the simple things in life that bring the greatest pleasure.


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  1. You have had a very full on year. Despite the pandemic you have moved house and turned your life around.It has been full on but you have attained so much. Maybe time to slow down a bit and relax whilst enjoying all your achievements. x

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