Wise Women

The Spa had lots of classes about finding laughter, finding who you and and remembering it when you find it, being authentic, balance, etc. In the days of having to spin plates, of home, work, community, spirit, relationships, [fill in the blank], it's tough to also juggle and balance. Sometimes it feels a bit like a circus act, where you are spinning plates and juggling, while wearing clown-face and balancing on a large rubber ball. Sometimes it feels like that ball is more the size of a marble.

Who has time (outside of a spa week) to figure out what or who is really deep inside and how we are supposed to keep it all going? What does balancing mean to women who are expected (and often do) do it all? And if you are fortunate enough to find a momentary balance, what do you do when fate throws you a curve and knocks you off that big (or tiny) ball, plates and all?

Something's gotta give.

Is it just that we choose what we need to ignore from a list that we can afford to ignore that day/week/moment? Then do we just circulate things on that list, and shift things around so we can put things aside for awhile once they are okay? Do we give up a portion of ourselves or our lives to be able to keep the rest in balance?

At 53 I thought I would be wiser. I think I've just learned to ignore more, spin faster and balance en pointe...