Life is for living.

So why the cartwheel question?

This morning I was watching Boobah  on PBS with Simon. Who in the heck thought up that freakin' show?  Anyway, there was a girl doing cartwheels within this computer animated circle thing. It got me thinking. Thinking about cartwheels. And how they are not really that easy to do. At least learning how to do them was hard - it takes coordination. Telling your brain to move this part of your body and then that part.

And it takes trust. Trust in your body that your arms will hold you up. And balance. And flow. And movement.

There is a point to all this...

As an organized person I like order. Sameness does not equal boring in my mind, rather it represents stability. I like to do things the same way (once I find a way that I like) over and over again. I like to fold the sheets & the comforter part way down our bed. I like the towels to all face the same way in the bathroom. I like things to be in their place. I am contstantly putting things away (toys, clothes, dishes, etc).

While reading the Circle of Simplicity book I came across an idea that was new to me: so much of our lives are lived on automatic pilot. She says, "By living automatically, you miss your life. It goes by without you." She goes on to talk about everyday life and developing more of an awareness for the little things...and really being conscious of our choices. I think I am pretty good at (at least I am trying) appreciating the little everyday blessings. But, I do feel I am on automatic in other areas of my life...especially in routines I have set for myself (some that are good and some that could go away and I would probably be better off LOL).

It gets down to turning off the auto pilot and living life REALLY ALIVE. Using those five senses with awareness. Consciously choosing things we want to do and saying no to the things we don't want to do (of course there are always some things we have to do...but maybe this will bring about an attitude change for those things as well).

So what did I do?

I broke up my routine. I made a conscious choice. I took off my shoes and walked out into the grass and made Chris come out and take a photo. Of me messing up the order for my day. Of me being ALIVE out in the yard. Feeling the wet grass. Feeling my body move upside down and then rightside up.

And you know what?

It rocked.