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In my Peace Love Basketball Heartwriter series, my friend and I are holding a contest. You can win a hip, super comfy, organic cotton T-shirt from her Full Court Design Collection to keep you stylish and a journal to keep you honest.
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I’ve been working on being kind to myself and putting myself first. Motherhood can strip you naked at the end of the day so there is not a lot left for you to give. So what about remembering to receive? It’s a balance thing you know, this giving and receiving. When we give, give, give, what do we end up with? Bitchyness, resentment, sadness, bitterness, exhaustion and oh, yes an empty cup.
Remembering that we matter and that it is okay to receive can be a learning process. We need to learn new patterns, often develop new ways of being.
One thing I have been doing the last few months to refill my empty cup is revisiting a child passion. My daughter and I started piano lessons this summer and I am having a ball. It feels like such a luxury to be plunking on the keys in the middle of the day when there is housework to be done. But screw it I say. And you have heard me say this before, the dishes will still be there, the laundry won’t get up and walk away.
The act of creating music with my own hands fills me up and makes me a nicer mom. No longer crabby. Fortunately, my teacher and I have an agreement that I don’t get to beat myself up if I don’t practice as much as my daughter. However, by giving myself a piano practice goal of a certain amount of time each week I am being held accountable to be good to myself.
Yesterday morning in yoga (yes, another way I refill my cup) the instructor said something I hung on to all day. We were in the second part of class, doing the floor series and in between each pose we lie still in the corpse pose. The instructors often tell us it is the most difficult pose. We are challenged to lie still, keep our mind quiet, our bodies still and our hearts open.
If you can’t be still for yourself, be still for your neighbor, the instructor says yesterday morning. And I think, What a lovely way to look at it. So then I leave yoga thinking, If I can’t love myself for me, I can start by loving myself for others. For my children. When they see me playing the piano, reading a book, going for a walk, they are witnessing that mom needs care too and she just doesn’t pack lunches, wipe noses and fold laundry.
Your second question for this contest dear reader is this: What loving act do you do for yourself which ends up re-filling your empty cup?