“Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is the way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.”
~ William Martin,
It sounds so boring, doesn’t it?
Except that it’s not.
As someone who has suffered chronic illness for decades, ordinary has long been a pipe-dream for me. To be ordinary, to have the energy of an ordinary person and to do ordinary things over the course of an ordinary day? Wow! WOW! That would be amazing!!!
Yesterday I had one of those days. An ordinary one. I woke early and meditated, helped my husband stack windfallen timber on burn piles, and then dragged the hose around my vegetable gardens and new fruit trees before we headed out to the markets and breakfast at a favourite cafe.
After breakfast we came home and I did a load of washing, and then worked on a new draft of my Year of ME Planner (stay tuned – it’s not too late if you haven’t started. I’m launching a mid-year intake on my course, and there is a June to December version of the Planner to help you make the most of the remaining half of this year! We’ll be launching Monday 23rd of May – or Sunday 22nd if you live on the other side of the world.).
Washing off the line, the hose dragged up into the orchard to deep-soak a few fruiting trees, and a big pot of chilli made and on the stove for dinner.
Course uploads and a recording for one of my groups. A few facebook messages and comments on posts.
After dinner there was time to work on my memoir. A whole chapter rewritten before shower, meditation and bed.
It was a full day.
My brain worked.
My body worked.
I had energy.
I was happy and engaged and so, so positive and clear about my direction and my various projects.
At day’s end I wrapped myself in my blankets and promptly fell asleep. After a moment of worrying as to whether I had overdone it…
And this morning I woke after a great sleep, stretched, meditated and began the day feeling as good as I did yesterday.
I think this is what well must feel like. Whatever it is, sign me up for more!
Ordinary is extraordinary. It’s deliciousness on a stick.
Hugs and love from a very grateful and slightly emotional Nicole xx