I’m obsessed with Instagram – it’s my favorite online home! Here’s a recap from the last week, and for those of you who aren’t on Instagram, come and join me!
Wednesday, November 15
We just finished the fourth Harry Potter book together yesterday. We are all so hooked. But having these side by side reading sessions where we read our own books is equally as precious to me. The quiet. The closeness. The stillness (rare for him). The occasional “Mom, how do you say this word?” Super love. True tuned seven last month. Sometimes I cannot believe I have a seven year old. This age is magical. They all are but the quintessential kidhood is happening now. Mischievous and innocent adventures with his neighborhood friends. Sweet elementary school happenings. Drawings galore of monsters who poop, burp, and fart (seriously typical silly stuff). Imaginations of. Impossibly cool scenarios. Excitements over the tiniest of things. I super love this part of the journey. Super love.
Saturday, November 18
Potting it up today. All of these plus 3 trees and two hanging baskets.
Saturday, November 25
The loveliest of days. We opted out of cooking this year, and ordered the turkey and pies while asking our guests to bring the sides (who were delighted to do so). I feel like I’m diving deeper into boundary refinement (asking for what we want, intentionally creating the experiences we need) and it’s creating more ease. Aligning my choices with all the intentions I have around living a simple and relaxed life is working. Feels really good. Sending lots of gratitude out into the world for all of micro and macro learnings.
Sunday, November 26
You guys. You won’t believe what happened. After finally being on the mend after three solid weeks of ear infections and bad colds that totally wiped me out, I fell down the stairs yesterday afternoon. Like hard. Like didn’t-see-it-coming-and-c
I am once again very humbled. Also grateful for pain meds as I cannot move without them.
And I’m also frustrated. And sad. And feeling mighty pitiful.
Here’s to trusting whatever the Universe/God/Source is trying to give/teach me as I know all things are happening FOR us vs TO us, but wow. I also know it could have been much worse. And I’m grateful. But I’m also frustrated and pissed.
Monday, November 27
Injury Update: First, thank you SO MUCH for your kindness about my falling down the stairs. So many of you have been through something similar or much, much worse. Your compassion and empathy means a lot to me. Truly. Super grateful for you.
I went for imaging today and confirmed that it doesn’t appear that I’ve broken anything, which is great news. I am currently comfortable outside on our deck with puppy and pain meds. I have a feeling I’ll be out for a bit, resting and letting things heal, which is terribly disappointing for a girl who a) has run out of shows to binge on and b) likes to be on the go.
All of this has me thinking about my wellness journey this last year. Had I not been in good strength (thank you weight training!), the fall could have been MUCH worse. I am planning to focus my wellness journey this week and in the coming recovery weeks rest, healing, and nutrition. The day I fell our family started a whole food (no dairy, no processed food, etc) plan which I’m certain will help with inflammation.
Other wellness plans: hot/cold therapies, a visit to see my acupuncturist for needles and cupping, sleep, soul care (reading, rest, sitting outside and enjoying the air, visits with friends).
My wellness journey continues! Thank you again for all the love. Like any crisis – big or small – it’s an opportunity to take deeper care of myself, reflect, and receive the gifts of the injury. I will say that one of the gifts already has been a renewed perspective of gratitude. Of my healers. Friends. Family. Dogs. EVERYTHING. xo
Wednesday, November 29
Today has been a good day. I was able to start the morning without pain meds. A really good sign! AND (insert squeal) I was able to shower and get dressed, and I even put on some lipstick to celebrate. My back is slowly but absolutely healing. I am ecstatic. Relieved. Hopeful.
This morning I was given some serious insight into this fall, the gifts and clarity it is bringing, and how it could quite possibly usher me even deeeeeeper into all that I crave: quiet, stillness, inward tending, and that I can rise with divine assistance. More thoughts on that soon. For now, I’m leaning into this part of my wellness journey.
Thank you again for your emotional support, and also for your orders during this last week of sales. Thank you, too, for sharing some of your stories with me in yesterdays post. I’m so glad I’m not alone when it comes to a lifetime of random jobs.
Hi, I'm Kelly Rae Roberts!
Before I picked up my first paintbrush at the age of 30, I was a medical social worker. I followed my whispers and started playing with paint and everything changed. Now I’m a full-time artist, author and Possibilitarian, who helps women explore their creativity, nourish their souls and build a thriving creative business.
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