reverb: Body Integration

Prompt: Body integration. This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn't mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?    author:  Patrick Reynolds

 Patrick practices Yoga, you can download a few pages, if you click on his name.  I can understand the premise of yoga making a mind, body and spirit connection.  For me, body integration this year would be when I was crafting and deciding to submit some work to Stampington publications. There was this reconnect feeling for me. I just felt a flow, a united front of my mind's eye envisioning my creation; my soul open to allow the process to happen.  As I allowed it,  it developed a life of it's own. I mean there was a feeling of creating something unique, unusual, one of a kind. I had to run up n' down stairs to find my supplies, note books, as my ideas appeared, I felt a union of body n' soul.  I know my work may never grace the pages of these art filled magazines, but It was a gift to feel so connected to myself.  I was being guided  to continue, even though, time was running out.

I alter my plans for my family a lot, lately it has been due to some wonderful volunteer projects, but it seems just when I think I might have a routine in place, this many hours to craft. Something or someone arrives to change my plan. My husband will come home at noon, my daughter will need me to bring her something, my son won't have class. It seem like this has been going on since November. Unexpected events, sometimes the weather, no school. It saddens me that I find crafting difficult to do around them, but I do. My thoughts need to breath, I need quiet reflection. I find if I try to begin, someone starts to holler, where is this, where is that, I'm hungry, Let's go get this, do that.  I find it a struggle...

The noise would soon enter the room and the clock would chime, for dinner.  It would be time to cook, glance at homework, walk the dog,  and clean up the kitchen.  I pressed onward,  I ordered pizza and give my son cash to go get it.  I rarely give myself this type of gift, to just let loose and go with the creative energy. I usually stop and pick up my mess and tuck away my dreams, until I can find time to play again. My husband was out of town on business. My kids were thrilled with pizza for dinner. I finished my vision, dog was fed n' walked, and homework did get the glance over.  Sometimes, we have to put ourselves first. There is an expression, okay it is a book, "If Mama Ain't Happy, Ain't Nobody Happy". There is some truth in this statement.  I think of what we are told when we are  on a plane, about taking oxygen first so you can help your kids. I think of the times, I had to eat candy before dinner, because my blood sugar dropped to low. My kids asking me why did I get to eat candy and not them. Sometimes we just have to be first and allow the process to  happen.  Doesn't everybody deserve to be first once in awhile!