I’ve been having a nice long break from my Mindfulness studies. Our tutor went off on a long holiday just before Christmas saying he doubted he’d be back before the Autumn. Work and family life has been keeping me busy since he’s been gone and I’ve definitely been making the most of my spare time. I think I’m finally getting the hang of this living in the moment stuff! Life is good.
At least it was until one of my classmates got in touch to tell me our tutor is returning sooner than expected. I was pleased at this news until she mentioned the project. I’ve been having such a good time that I had completely forgotten that we were all given a personalized project to complete while the tutor was away….
So I ask her how her project is going. She’s writing a book and she’s got 65,000 words so far. Others are writing series of long essays. I begin to feel a panic coming on. Does she have news about anyone else? She enthusiastically tells me that one of the others is building a dolls house plus all the furniture. Someone else is constructing an entire miniature village from thousands of matchsticks. Now I’m panicking! She asks me how my project is coming along. I tell her I haven’t finished it yet which is very true. I don’t mention that I haven’t even started. I haven’t even read the instructions to find out what I’m supposed to be doing.
So I open up my instructions and all I have is one sentence. “We can’t fly till we let go of things which hold us down. “ I have no idea what this means or what I am supposed be doing with it. So I frantically start asking a few people. They all have very varied and interesting suggestions for what it could mean, but I’m still none the wiser as to what to do for my project.
Finally I contact D and plead for his help. He finds this very amusing, says nothing changes because it reminds him of all those years ago when he used to finish my school homework for me. He now has my eternal gratitude because thanks to him my project got completed within minutes. I have taken his advice that I don’t need to write pages and pages because I have not been instructed to. All I have been given is a reminder to live for the moment.
So for my project I have prepared a montage of photos depicting all the fun things I have been doing since my tutor went away and I have written “Thanks” underneath it.
He’s either going to tell me off for being lazy or he’s going to love it. Fingers crossed that it’s the second option.
As usual l’m finishing with a piece of appropriate music. I have been extremely lazy today as D has picked the song. I often worry that cancer has changed me but he assures me that it hasn’t. So he has chosen “Am I The Same Girl” by Barbara Acklin, and he says the answer is yes.
