this has been a strange week for me. many things i hold dear, or find extremely useful in my everyday life are turning up broken. my toaster, cd player, sweet little green vintage planter i bought for my birthday, my french press (gasp)... and so on. i'm not sure what this means? i tend to read into everything, especially when it happens in strange groupings.
i feel like the "universe" is trying to tell me something, or my own brain is trying to tell me something, or maybe just my children are trying to tell me something, since they are the ones mostly likely to do the breaking. maybe it's a simple matter of inattentiveness. i don't really mean my own (usual) fumbling, because i'm not the one breaking things this time, but perhaps i am not being as attentive to those around me as i should be.
with each heart wrenching shatter, and "oops!" accompanied by a sad tear on the part of the dropper i am perhaps being reminded to pay less attention to these things, no matter how beloved, and more attention to the people around me. maybe it means i need to take more breaks, not from them but with them. that i need to find the right balance in my life and certainly much more patience? eternal quests for me and, i guess everyone. these are not always easy lessons. maybe it takes a little bit of earth shattering to wake me up.
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