Well....
There's more spaciousness and easy ability to put myself in other people's shoes, I've noticed.
What's more, I'm sometimes sideswiped by unexpected clarity and compassion for myself as things change, and I notice that change.
An example is emptying the freezers and fridges out as I prepare meals without shopping for more than fresh veggies, and nothing else.
The clean, emptying and almost empty spaces feel amazing, but flag tension and put a sharp point on my habit of buying and hoarding food in an effort to feel safer...more secure....less at the mercy of. It hit me like a hammer, then passed.
SEEING myself, from a new POV, without trying, is different for me. Like I've recovered from floundering in heavy surf, crawled onto solid ground, caught my breath, stood up and changed my physical perspective, if that makes sense.
I have new capacity to feel and extend compassion to my younger self. It's different than feeling rage or adrenalin and desire for justice and accountability, which is all I can remember.
I never had time or desire to extend and receive compassion in relationship with myself......and it just appeared as I named a habit, and understood what I did and why. It was nose on a Pebble for so long.
Not huge revelation, but a definite shift.
We're spending Thanksgiving at home....just the 3 of us with Honebaked ham, smoked turkey breast and whatever we decide between us.
Maybe some new traditions. Maybe some old, but relaxed and together and no social pressure.
I cleaned gutters yesterday. Will blow leaves tomorrow and work on moss....likely.
I'm ready to steam wallpaper in both bathrooms at home and after Thsgvg at my Dad's.
Ya. Breathing feels easier.
Lighter