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Heeding the heart

So there I was last night, rushing home, immediately changing out of my office clothes and readying for supper.  I found myself sighing and pushing through the meal’s preparation. I found myself annoyed, distressed and rushed.

And then I stopped it.

I slowed down.

I turned on some music, poured myself a drink, and took my time.

I sauteed, I stirred, I tasted & I served.

The guys meandered in and out of the kitchen, unaware of the chaos reigning the previous moments.

We enjoyed our meal, cleaned up and everyone dispersed as is the norm.  I turned towards the rest of my evening and felt it creeping in again .. the rush of laundry to be done-Christmas gifts to be wrapped – tidying up calling out to me and I saw it:  the shoulds were back … in full force.

And then I stopped it.

I turned on a light, scooted it closer to my reading chair, poured a glass of ice water and settled in with my book. Turning off the TV, the only sounds left were mine  and the snores from old dog.   And it was just what I needed.

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“There’s a moment in everyone’s life when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you better learn to know the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.” ~ Sarah Dessen

When’s the last time you heeded the whispers of your heart?

Frankie listens to his heart when it says: Rest up!

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