Falling up is one of my favorite poems by Shel Silverstein. I like the idea of falling up. I might have a few obstacles that tripped me up, but it's all good. I got back up each and every time.
The changes continue to be constant and good. I think that the universe is doing a little karmic cleansing, whereas I am re-connecting with some old friends and making new ones, and people with negative and bad energy are exiting my life. I feel that I am in a very good place in my life and that although I am extremely busy, I feel settled. All is right in my life.
I'm thankful to be as busy as I am, for all the opportunities. I'm exhausted, but it's all worth it. I am looking forward to start boxing again. It's long overdue. I'm fortunate that Paul understands why I need to go back to training. Nothing says "I Love You" like getting a new pair of bag gloves from your man. Haha. I've been feeling restless, and I've been dying to use the bag gloves his mom got for me in Thailand.
I have to give more props to Paul for taking care of me this weekend while I was sick. You put up with my fussiness and crankiness, and most of all, my bottled water request. It was just easier to have a bottle of water next to our bed. If you really think about it, Honey, I saved ya a couple of trips to the fridge in the middle of the night. Love you! I really do take comfort in the fact that no matter how stressed out or exhausted I am, at the end of the day, I have a good man to take care of me.
I continue to be open to and welcome the upcoming changes. My spiritual and physical beings are in sync, and it feels peaceful.
