If i could describe last week in one word, it would be intentional. Like many Americans i started my week with a day off (woohoo), Monday Martin Luther king day.I spent that day doing nothing. I love that i did nothing, i did not leave my apartment, i stayed in bed, ate way more than i should have, and caught up on my favorite shows. This was not a mindless activity for me, or me being plain ole lazy, it was an intentional act to relax, breathe and just sit.
For much of the weeks before i was so aware of how exhausted and sluggish i felt. My soul felt uneasy and poked at me to make a change. Having learned that you should never ignore a recurring exhaustion, i listened. It was not a perfect week, but it was a mindful one. I was aware of the need for intentional living, and i was aware of what my body needed.
Saturday which is my Sabbath, is a day i set aside for rest, reflection and the attempt to be unplugged from the world. The usually easy task was impossible to do, as i could not pull myself away from the prideful feeling of women from all over the world peacefully protesting (estimated 4.1 million attended), demanding to be heard . It was a powerful statement, one that i am sure will not be easily forgotten.
For many of us this year will force us all to be more mindful of ourselves, the language around us, and what is happening in the world. I think the days of naivety are gone. I am learning that i can no longer just let each day go by without taking stock of what I’ve accomplished. I do not mean accomplish in the sense of a to-do list. I mean real accomplishments, how we connected with friends, colleagues, and how we use our voices and actions to live more intentionally.