Less & More

I was in the middle of a pre-Lenten lifestyle purge brought about by so many factors, I cannot eeeeven begin to enumerate much less begin to understand myself, so the idea of putting one clothing item each day for the 40 days of Lent into a large bag and donating the whole shit-and-caboodle dovetails nicely into my overall goal of less AND more, and let's be honest, it gets me closer to that "capsule wardrobe" I keep prattling on about.

Less crap; less stuff; less negativity; less gossip; less bullshit food & nonsense drink; less excuse-laden energy; less caffeine (really, no caffeine); less pop (again, really, no pop); less angry slamming of cupboards & doors; less judgement; less offensive language, oh, there's a toughie; less standing around with my thumb up my ass; less crying into my pillow and stomping the ground; less annoying emails and chatty texts; simply less bitching.

And instead, more quality of life; more good food and clink-clink drink with loving supportive people; more stepping forward & giving a hug & stroking a friend's hair to say I care; more texts to check-up on friends (one gal pal plays mother hen to ME & has taught me this unabashedly & I am grateful); more laughing; more squatting, lunging and lifting especially my own ass, as in, off-the-ground, as in, just one GD pull-up; more strength (in all manner of the definition); more barbell work & more determination; more grace.

And, more kindness, and especially more mercy towards myself, because I have learned you cannot give away that with which you do not possess.

All this I know to be true regardless of what part of the liturgical calendar we happen to be celebrating or loathing depending on your point of view.

Maybe THIS really is my new year. Maybe I have beat my wings to exhaustion and it is time to break free and just change already--criminy!

Maybe...

Hell, I don't know.


xoxo Darya