Monday, March 26, 2012
Stan Carey of Sentence First explains the Irish language (Gaeilge)title of my blog post better than any translation I've seen.
I've been knawvshawling (the phonetics and pronunciation of the above word if you're up for it) far too much lately. Whinging, whining, complaining - yeah, that's where I was at.
Isn't it odd that when stress and "too much" and "OMG not another problem/task/item/project!" takes over the brain there is very little room for joy or just plain presence in the moment.
One of my cast members reminded me of that after rehearsal today. I had told her last year that I never miss a sunset and she said since I said it to her she has taken the half an hour every day to drink them in and see life through a different lens.
I was too ashamed to say I'd just been peering out my office window at them for about a minute (busy, donchaknow)recently and needed to get back into the saddle of gratitude and joyful reflection.
So enough with the cnáimhseáiling and on with the attitude adjustment.