When I’m doing the Calm meditation, there is a little story. Today it was about how life can be made up of perfect moments and then sometimes when you look back at those moments you wish you could go back and somehow relive and hold on to those moments in your life. The hardest part is letting go and knowing that life is all about change. The only thing that is guaranteed in life is change.

There are so many memories that I want to hold onto and never let go. Life before kids was so carefree and in hindsight easy. Going out for a meal or just out for the night involved no planning whatsoever! Looking back at when the girls were young little babies was so fun. We would play in the garden, go to the park and go to as many mum and baby groups possible. It’s nice to have those moments to look back on but its also so good to look forward to making new memories with my beautiful family.

Today I decided to write out my first draft of the short story Day 3 prompt. The prompt was to write a story using all the following words: slice, prawns, mango, paperclip, lips, red, water, boy, design, rose, bomb, appointment, love, years, peacock.

So here it is:

The ripe orange mango sat on the table tempting and teasing Riya as she ate her prawn curry and rice. Mum had said she can eat the mango for dessert if she ate everything on her plate.

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I want to make memories,
Not to-do lists.

I want to feel the squeeze of my child’s arms,
Not the pressure of over-commitment.

I want to get lost in conversation with the people I love,
Not consumed by a sea of unimportant emails.

I want to be overwhelmed by sunsets that give me hope,
Not by overloaded agendas that steal my joy.

I want the noise of my life to be a mixture of laughter and gratitude,
Not the intrusive buzz of cell phones and text messages.

I am letting go of distraction & perfection
To live a more simple life consisting of what really matters.

I’m living Hands Free.

© Rachel Macy Stafford 2010

Thought this poem would be apt especially with lockdown easing and the busy-ness of life slowly coming back.

I’ve attached links to two of her book reviews that I have done here:

Hands Free Mama

Hands Free Life

Rachel has also written another two books which I still need to read. They are Only Love Today and Love, Live Now.

I can definitely resonate with this poem:

In the Time of Pandemic

A copy of the poem is below. I had originally re-blogged it but it somehow disappeared. There is a second part to this too which can be found on Kitty’s blog by following the lnk above.

And the people stayed home.

And they listened, and read books, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still.

And they listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced. Some met their shadows. And the people began to think differently.

And the people healed.

And, in the absence of people living in ignorant, dangerous, and heartless ways, the earth began to heal.

And when the danger passed, and the people joined together again, they grieved their losses, and made new choices, and dreamed new images, and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully, as they had been healed.