I know it’s only early May, but for me it’s officially summer. The door is side open. Abby is lying on the deck in the sun and will not come in for any reason (well maybe for food).
And I know it’s only Thursday, but for me the weekend has begun. And it’s going to be a spectacular one. Nothing but warmth, sunshine and hiking. I have three days – three hikes. Plus the farmers market. What more can I ask for?
I got a wonderful message from Mike Knip today on this blog. He told me that when I hiked with him, he felt rather the way I felt hiking last Saturday – like I was going much too fast.
I am so glad he told me. I can see exactly where he is coming from. I like that man. We have two choices now – either we don’t hike together again, or, if I do, I slow down. Simple. Oddly enough, changing ones hiking pace isn’t all that easy. I would strike a deal with him that I go at my pace but stop and wait periodically. And if he’s okay with that, great.
I appreciate honesty. I like feedback. This was not always true in my life. I used to be afraid. You know those words that strike fear in to your heart: “We need to talk.” Eek!
These days I seek it out. The truth is a gift. When I know the truth, I can acknowledge it and course correct if necessary. And I can release stress.
Am I perfect at his? Duh – am I perfect at anything? Far from it. I do my best. And you know, I think that doing my best is pretty good.
I am doing my best to be more forgiving of myself and more accepting of who I am. And that means loving and cherishing who I am.
It’s a process.