Tired and a little deflated... maybe I could just swap my life for a short time...

But what would I swap it for? I work with clients going through cancer, extreme anxiety, OCD, depression and lots more. To say you want to swap is all fine but who's to say it's with a person sitting in a hammock, sipping from fresh coconuts and reading their way steadily through their wanted list of books?! 

I realised what I was doing was slipping into my ego, my 'poor me' part, my victim. The dog woke me at 6am, fair enough, but I used the time to work on a workshop I am presenting. We also have a great dog who makes us smile. Today she has managed to get a cough sweet stuck behind her ear, the dopey thing. Mostly it's just me who sorts the washing, the cleaning, the cooking etc but I am blessed with a lovely girl to make me smile and help out here and there. Ditto shopping, mucking out the cats blah blah. 

Once I picked up on my victim state, (and may have discharged a little emotion in a couple of ways before I did so...) I decided to try turning it all around. We have a choice, we really do. The jobs may mount up around us but we can look at life from different angles and this, I feel, makes all the difference. There isn't huge amounts of spare time when you're doing life, and I'm sure mine is no different from many people's. And on the days when the house *is* tidy, jobs are all done then there's a funny, empty feeling about it all anyway.  So back to today, this morning, I started saying thank you... Thank you for the alarm clock dog, thank you for my girl, thank you for the washing machine, the clothes, the clean bedding that needed getting out of it. Thank you for the gifts in my life. Because they are many, varied, and I am grateful. Thank you. How different that felt.

And if you ever fancy popping round to do the hoovering or washing up that's cool too ;)

With love,

Em x