...There's been a lot of that around here lately; quiet but full moments. And, although I feel not much like myself, I'm feeling okay with it. I'm usually full of motion and motivation, but this weekend I was not. My body resisted anything other than slowness. And even though it went against my usual grain, it still felt good.
Typically weekends are filled with chores and projects, baking and visiting. But honestly there was very little of that here. There was a lot of knitting, relaxing, reading, snuggling, a lot of nothing, and, more than anything, there was quiet. I didn't feel compelled to fill each moment with activity and words. And, although I felt I was shirking some of my motherly duties, it still felt really nice.
So here we are on Monday and my body is slow to get back in the groove. But I'm coming around. And as I enter this new week, I'm going to try and keep with me the inner calm that I felt this weekend. And hopefully the voice that had been telling me that it was okay to slow down will stick around for a while. Because although mellow isn't the characteristic I typically wear, it feels really nice on!