I stood holding a bowl of veggies, looking at the open door. My left shoulder leaned against the door jam, and my eyes were softly gazing out at the cows in the pasture. I watched the wind dancing with the grass, making waves within the grass.
A storm was rolling in, and the air was thick with humidity. I wiggled my toes on the hardwood floor and felt the moisture of the humidity on the floor. I smiled gently and kept wiggling my toes because I realized I enjoyed the way that it felt. It felt good to be present with my reality and my body. For years, I spent my life in my head, constantly thinking rather than feeling. Back then, I hadn’t even realized I was thinking life rather than feeling life. I had no idea just how much of life I was missing out on. I kept my days so filled that I couldn’t possibly have a moment to sit and be alone with myself, and my mind was constantly planning for something in the future rather than being present with what was happening in my reality right then.
The sky began to get dark, and I watched the storm clouds rolling in as I continued to eat my bowl of veggies. I stopped wiggling my toes and just noticed the way that my feet pushed against the floor and how the floor pushed back against my feet. My eyes were still watching the cows grazing in the pasture and the wind dancing in the tall grass.
Suddenly, my body took a spontaneous deep breath, and I let out a huge sigh. I recognized that it was my nervous system releasing stuck energy as a result of pausing and feeling the sensations inside of my body.
“Is everything ok, mum?” my son asked from the kitchen after hearing my sigh and deep breath.
I turned to face him and smiled at him as our eyes made contact. “Yes, baby, I was just watching the storm rolling in and the cows in the pasture and thinking about how much I love this life”.
“That is a nice thing to be doing,” he said as he smiled back at me and blew me a kiss.
A gust of wind blew in through the open door, and I turned quickly just as a flash of lightning struck, and the rain started pouring down. I watched for a moment, then closed my eyes and felt the storm inside of my body. I felt my son walk up next to me and look at the open door. He rested his head on my shoulder, and we stood watching the storm together.