Dripping with Joy. Retinitis Pigmentosa

In one of my groups this week we talked about transformation from our losses. Our losses come in various forms - sometime we are prepared for them and other ones hit us out of nowhere.   The last six months have been one of increased adjustments for me as bit by bit further adjustments are made in the blindness journey.  However, most days I simply feel joy for my life and this blindness thing  that has been one of the losses that has transformed me. Sometimes opening those new doors can be a little scary.  This morning, I walked inside the house after our 5 mile run and felt so much joy.   The sweat was dripping.  I was greeted with pure love from Crickers.

Something pretty amazing to be dripping with sweat and joy. 

I hear the most laughter in some of my grief groups.  I love this quote:

I have seen what a laugh can do.  It can transform almost unbearable tears into something bearable, even hopeful.  Anonymous

I am grateful that my family and friends can laugh with me about this transformation of my blindness.  I like who it is helping me to become. 

A dear colleague of mine has had an intense loss this week. We've cried and grieved for him and his family.  He shared that it has been a time of deep sadness as well as deep gratitude.  Loss transforms us to a deeper place. 

My colleague and I prepped for our Self-Compassion course in our favorite place -- the patio of Rumbi's.  We find our shady place with Cricket nestled with a blanket and she seems to know she is in for a little longer lunch than usual as we chat about Self-Compassion.  I find myself feeling like a lucky girl to have a profession that I get to create a course on such a lovely topic and be enjoying a lunch with a dear friend.   

Kristin Neff, states in her book - Self-Compassion.  Stop beating yourself up and leave insecurity behind: Compassion, then, involves the recognition and clear seeing of suffering.  It involves feelings of kindness for people who are suffering, so that the desire to help emerges.  Compassion involves recognizing our shared condition, flawed and fragile as it is.      

Speaking of dripping with joy (and sweat!) ... yoga class was so hot last night.  My mat was wet and slippery and I started to giggle.  Steve behind me on a mat did not help the situation.   There was humidity in the air - the room was only 81 degrees, but it felt so much hotter.  YogicArts - amazing.