Posts Tagged‘Everyday mindfulness’

Pottering and pizza

View this post on Instagram It’s very rare that I can say this with any degree of authenticity when the kiddos are involved, but today was, on the whole, pretty ‘chilled.’ Don’t get me wrong; the personettes’ bickering and squabbling still played a fairly prominent role throughout the day, but there was also a decent amount of pottering and moseying going on. A trip to the dentist for my best girl turned out to be more fun than it sounds (it was just a check-up, and the movey-up-and-down chair, the squirty water spray thingy and the free ‘balloons’ – who…

Run, Mummy, run!

View this post on Instagram “Run, Mummy, run!” Funny how those ‘keep up with me or watch me dive off a cliff face’ moments manage to snap the attention right back into focus.😊 So from that perspective, I guess you could say the whole #mindfulness and concentrating-on-the-here-and-now thing is going pretty well so far.😂 The weekend’s camping was, on the whole, successful…. apart from the husband having a ‘moment’ – some sort of extremely dramatic man migraine (mangraine?) + throwing up combo in the early evening – meaning we had to abandon ship (/camp) for the night and drive back…

Mindful magic beans

View this post on Instagram A 60-pesos (equivalent to about £2.50) haircut, mid-morning walks, hot chocolate on rainy afternoons, chats with the famalam back home, and a relatively (on balance) harmonious household with les enfants terribles slowly but surely eking out their play-together-without-killing-each-other time – these are some of the things that have brought me #joy this week. Syrupy? Yes, a wee bit. But the upshot of all this is me finally recognising that my tendency to both dwell on the past AND fret excessively about the future in equal measure (it’s an art, dontcha know), is really not doing…

Meandering through mindfulness

View this post on Instagram So I have a confession to make. #Mindfulness, #wellbeing, #gratefulness and #selfcare – well, let’s just say: I’ve had my beef with them. In conceivably old-skool British form, I’ve struggled, in the past, to immerse myself in these convos online without administering some heavy-duty eye-rolling, dismissing the very concepts as indulgent and self-absorbed – or, worse yet, as a cynical marketing ploy. A set of social media-ready buzzwords that any old Tom, Dick or Henrietta will willingly latch onto to make a fast buck on the internet. A slew of unfeasibly bendy, sun-kissed, bikini-clad yoguis…