Crawling out of my skin
More than most, I prize calm and serenity–more so the older I get. My home and the hours of the day and week that belong to me are organized to cultivate calm. But this past week, calm and serenity were elusive.
Yesterday as I stood at the kitchen counter making breakfast I thought, “This week I have really felt like crawling out of my skin.”
Aha! At that moment I realized that for someone about to shed a skin–or make major life changes, for those of us who aren’t actually reptilian–that feeling would be completely natural.
Today my calm and serenity are back–and I also am truly looking forward to shedding a skin or two.