Rhythms of My Life

I long to feel the rhythms of my life…

I need to stay in one place, to establish the rhythms, to bring my life in harmony with the rhythm of life around me, to bring me a sense of peace.

This year alone, we have had children coming and going…
We have gone to Charleston to withdraw ourselves, to proactively create the rhythms of our lives, only to come home and have to prepare for an offsite, of three days of guests, followed by a day of intense productivity, two days of being down for the count, a day of recreational recovery, followed by a day of driving to the mountains.

The activity is too much. I long to feel the rhythm of my new life.

The rhythms of my new life in South Carolina are gentle and slow and natural and beautiful. I wake up before the sunrise, pray and write and prepare before the day arrives, when the ladies of the household arrive and I make breakfast for my husband and visit with the dogs before I begin my day up in my office.

It’s all so new. I am responsible for running the household, for maintaining the outside, for cooking, for entertaining.. I don’t mind because I love caring for, nurturing, my new husband in our new sense of home. The other night, around 9:00, I was sitting in the leather chair, with my husband curled up on the sofa and our dog Blaze at his feet and I felt completely content. Blissfully content.

I also feel the stress of having to reinvent a new business in South Carolina, excitement and stress, because I know I can do it, but there is so much to do.

I also want to venture out socially, meet new friends, follow up on people’s overtures to me, have dinner parties. But, there is never the time.

Church is important to me – and I would love to create a new sense of church here in the Lowcountry, but I’m away for half of the Sundays.

So, here I am in the mountains of North Carolina, where it is beautiful and clear and cold, and I realize. I need to stay in one place and focus and feel the rhythm of my new life. I am still in a state of transition, a fragile chrysalis state of moving from my former state of Miss Leslie, career girl in New York City, dancer and skater, helping daughter to Linda and George, to Mrs. Thorne, wife of Landon, step-mom to David, Landon, Bo and Chas, keeper of the household, social secretary to the Thornes, business colleague of the Beyond The Stuff gals, and lady of the Low Country. I will cherish and give myself the space to feel my way through this transition and embrace every moment of the journey. That will be my gift to myself. To honor my rhythms. To be in the flow. Every day.