I have a trio of long-term friends from back home who I would gladly walk through fire for. This group of three men have been there for me through every moment of my life and last time I saw them sheer amount of love they presented too me just by being in the room nearly took me to my knees and left me in near tears of joy for three days after the encounter. It was one of the moments in my life where I could really stand and take in how much I'm loved, but also feel how deeply I love them in return. They are a deep symbol to me about how love is, what family is to me, and that everything is going to be okay.
Recently, in Kalispell, I've made friends with another trio of men. Two are married (and their wives are quickly becoming female friends I love and adore) and the third keeps life interesting. I'm a deep believer in symbols and intuition, and these three game together in a random sort of way to help me move into town this last weekend. Well, to help me move my bed into town and make an attempt at getting the box spring up the stairs, it didn't happen. As it was, at the end of the adventure they were outside strapping my box spring back to a pick up to return home and as I came through the snow and around the truck all three looked up from where they were standing at the curb, and for a moment I saw the original trio from Sheridan who took care of me, guided, protected, and love me to the deepest depths of their hearts. It was in the way these three younger men where standing, their response to my approach, and the entire feel of the moment that made my entire soul take a big deep breath and then relax, because it suddenly felt like a great sign from the Universe letting me know everything really was going to be okay, and life was coming together. Between one moment and the next the friends I felt I was bonding with suddenly became much, much more to me, simply for being the amazing people they are...and for being their when I needed them. Beautiful moment which I've enjoyed replaying in my head the past few days.
Another great moment for me has been the use of my meditation series Relax into Greatness. This is similar to my savasana practice, but guided. Though, I've discovered, I enjoy the emptiness of Savasana and have been reluctant to give it up. Monday's and Saturday's is still my empty practice, no noise, just presence. However, both practices are incredibly hard with sleep deprivation going on. But, still working from the place of creating more space I've come to the conclusion relaxing and being still, even if I sleep for a little bit, only helps the body and allows her to heal, unwind, and respond to everything going on.
B complex...this stuff is keeping me running strong all day and I love it.
Knee taping: I'm not sure why my knee decided to imitate a grapefruit this week, but it did, and thanks to a great knee tape job by one of the physical therapists at the gym I work at I was able to move around this afternoon without pain and pull my deadlifts. I love deadlifting, and I pulled the 135 mark for the first time since surgery today. I feel like my deadlifts are coming back faster than my squats, but that's okay.
Raw Lemon Coconut Bliss Balls
Yummy and healthy how do you not get inspired by these?