This is an old story... and some of you have read it before... but it has a point that's worth repeating. As soon as I post and get dressed, I'll be in the car and off to Ashland. I hope to be over the mountains, across the border, and through Seattle at all the right times and avoid delays and long waits. We'll see. It's not that I'm in a rush. I just want that peaceful drive. I'm heading down the I5, staying overnight in Lake Oswego, having breakfast with Jean - a blog reader - and then driving the rest of the way to Ashland on Saturday. The workshop starts Sunday afternoon so I'll have plenty of time to wander, meander, and look around.
This trip happens to coincide with my birthday and is both a gift to myself and a celebration of self. When I was eighteen, I had an accounts payable position with a unionized company. As part of our contract, we received our birth day off work. Ever since then, I have made it a habit to do something for myself on my birthday. What I do varies but it has never been a trip of this nature. This is an extra special celebration.
Leaving feels very freeing. It's a break from the mess of the stress of the rest of my life that I have really been looking forward to and even with the potential of my husband having emergency back surgery, my family is determined that I should go. And so I'm going. There's no point being a martyr when you're exhausted to the core and in need of refreshing. The troops are organized. They know what they need to do if it needs to be done and I need to trust that my adult children are as capable as I believe them to be and that all will be well.
I am positively vibrating with excitement, looking forward to being completely alone, being completely irresponsible, and to having both a new, a comfortable, and a creative experience.
All these pictures of Ashland were gathered on-line since I - of course - haven't taken my own yet. The one above is of the hotel I'll be staying in and the one below...
... is of one of the rooms. I have a feeling they'll be smaller than the resort we stayed at in Sisters for the past two years but will be wonderfully pampering just the same. I love the light showing in all the pictures. Light is important to me.
There will be more to do in Ashland than there was in Sisters. The picture above and the one below are of Lithia Park in the downtown. It looks like a fabulous place to go for a walk plus there are more stores, galleries, and restaurants to chose from and I imagine coffee shops, perhaps even my typical morning Starbucks. I still intend to journal. It's part of how I breath. The Shakespeare Festival will be on so things may be busier. I'm not really interested in Shakespeare but I do love people watching and to meet new people.
The structure of the workshop will be familiar and I will have met many of the attendees before and yet it feels like I'm taking a step into something new. I feel like I've found my feet - just a bit - in terms of focus and of the work I love to do and that I'm prepared to make the most of the holiday both from a resting and rejuvenating and an inspirational shot in the arm perspective. YES YES
What do you do to practice self-care? Do you think it's important? To me, it's like the airplane speech where they tell you to put on your own oxygen mask before helping someone else. How can we fulfill our roles in life, how can we live our own life fully, without filling our own gas tank, knowing and nurturing ourselves, and taking time to smell the roses - or in my case stroke the fabric. If self-care is not something you're used to practicing, I encourage you to start with something small - perhaps buy a magazine and read it in a coffee shop or go snoop shopping in a high end boutique. Alone. A huge percentage of people have not learned how to be alone but it is in the alone times that we truly learn who we are and become rested.
I'll post about the retreat, my real room, and the trip down next week.
Talk soon - Myrna
Grateful - no more sleeps