I hope you’ve had a great weekend. Mine’s been fine, thanks for asking.
Actually, it’s been better than fine. I’ve spent time doing all the things which make me happy – I finished reading a book which I’ve enjoyed immensely, I listened to music, I watched a movie which made me cry, I painted, I danced, I made good food, I drank a little wine, I cuddled my crazy cat and I saw one of my loveliest, dearest friends whom I adore.
I also did a little adventuring. Way back when, I used to harp on about the wonder of mini adventures – meaning shlepping about this place or that willy-nilly during the weekends I actually happened to be in the country.
Now, it seems, mini (perhaps even micro) adventures are what I live for.
I haven’t been feeling quite as fit and healthy of late so I only managed a four-miler on the outskirts of town and I felt jittery about going to the woods alone for some reason so I avoided them entirely.
I took a new route through town to a footpath I’d been to before…
…where I picked blackberries – perhaps a few too many!
Then I dilly-dallied this way and that around and about before I headed back to the flat and got my fat ass in the kitchen.
I’m not much of a baker (I’m more One-Pan Queen – chuck in some veg and some flavours and hey presto, a soup/curry/casserole!) but I’m pretty pleased at how these Blackberry Bakewells turned out.
This will be my last post for a little while as, for the next few weeks, I need to focus on dealing with what could be described as ‘personal shit’.
It’s fair to say there’s a whole spectrum of shit in life.
Shit is mostly the stuff you don’t plan. Shit just happens. It’s there waiting in the wings ready to stab you in the back just when you think you’ve got a handle on life and a swagger in your stride. Every now and again it’s self-made: you look back and think well if I’d done such-and-such then I could have avoided this shit – or at least minimised the amount and severity of it.
To summarise, shit is a leveller and shit hindsight is a wonderful thing.
But what truly amazes me is the fact that, as human beings, we constantly evolve to deal with all kinds of shit that is showered our way that we mostly never predicted, asked for nor deserved. We may cry and grind our teeth for a while. Then we get that shovel out and start digging. We have no choice.
And that’s how I’m hoping to be spending the next few weeks – dragging myself out of a mahoosive mountain of Shauna-shaped shit.
I’m going to leave you with another quote from my wonderful friend John O’Donohue.
His words have brought me much strength and wisdom over the past few weeks. If you’re still looking for some answers then you really should own this book: it will tell you everything you need to know.
“Now is the time to hold faithful
To your dream, to understand
That this is an interim time
Full of awkward disconnection.”
Okay, time for me to sign off.
Keep safe, keep sane and keep on adventuring – no matter how small.
Remember: it’s not where you go or what you do, it’s your attitude that creates an adventure.
Much love to you all,