I am on my way home from Belgium today. So I will not have the ‘net time to pick a Saturday Share blog.
I will share instead a low-res photo of the goose family I watched on the day that I was able to get some alone-time to flip the scrip on the attitude that was dragging me down. It is a reminder (to me as much as to anyone else) of the privileges I have in my life, and the gratitude I feel for them.
Sometimes all it takes is a change of perspective to change my whole week. Especially if I am sleep-deprived. Hope you have an excellent weekend, amigos.
Yesterday I made an exception to my usual no alcohol rule and had a “Pink Killer” Belgian beer which had grapefruit juice and a lovely fruity finish. It was on the lighter side in terms of alcohol content, and I enjoyed it.
This was during a walk around the historic downtown area with two colleagues, one who had arrived a few hours earlier than me on Sunday. He had headed straight out to explore, as it is his first work-paid trip to Europe, and he does not want to miss a minute of the experience.
I used to do more of that, but this time, when I arrived after no sleep on the overnight flight, I treated myself to an short nap and some quiet and solitude during the afternoon my hotel. While I felt a little guilty about not making use of the sight-seeing time, I know it is a necessary part of centering myself for a busy and people-filled week.
I realize now that my choices reflect a feeling of sufficiency instead of scarcity in my beliefs. I do not feel a desperate and grasping sensation of never having this opportunity again. Instead of telling myself that “I’m missing out” I say instead “I am taking care of myself.” That makes a huge difference in the way I show up and honor my needs without guilt or shame.
Granted this was not an automatic process, and involved a little self-coaching when I started feeling bad about not getting out. It was a conscious choice to tell myself a different story, to help take a perspective that is nourishing to me. It takes practice, and requires patience with old patterns. But the more practicing I do, the easier it gets.
On Saturday I will leave for a work trip to Belgium for the upcoming week. I will spend a day in Brussels before heading to La Grande Abbaye de la Ramee for meetings.
All I know about the Belgians is that they make the best chocolate in the world. My husband argues that the Swiss make the best chocolate, but I am pretty sure I am right on this one. 😉
The other thing I know about the Belgians is that they invented the Belgian waffles, which I also enjoy. I do not eat waffles so much these days, since cutting down the flour and sugar seem to help my brain chemistry.
I think they have really good beer too. Too bad I do not drink anymore…
Have you ever been to Belgium? What did you like most? Any advice if I have only a Sunday and perhaps a Friday to sight-see?
I appreciate your advice as I get my packing list together. Cheers, friends!