Sand Tray
Every year around this time I just start feeling so overwhelmed. There are an abundance of things going on at the schools, church and for my children's extracurricular activities. I have to balance a lot of different things and I end up feeling like I'm not doing a very good job. I have two reactions to this stress.
Reaction #1: Go, Go, Go until I get cranky and irritable with most people around me.
Reaction #2: I do nothing. I have so many things that are on my list that I don't know where to start and so I do none of it. I blog or something like that. (can you tell which one I'm feeling today?)
Yesterday I took Emma to a counseling appointment. The therapist had her play with some toys in some sand. He told her to "create her world." After the session was over he invited me in to see what she had created. I thought it looked cool. He thought it looked "busy." Sigh. He said it was peaceful though, those were Emma's words apparently, and so that meant she was happy. I asked Emma about it afterwards on the way home and she thought the whole thing was weird. She said 12 year-olds don't play in sandboxes with toys. The sand tray above is not Emma's. Her's didn't have as many things as this and hers had the snake corralled behind a fence for her Mama. I'm afraid of snakes. Thank you, Emma.
So back to my reactions. As I was reading some blogs this morning I noticed that my mind started shifting from how worried I was about the stuff not done to not really worrying about it. I was achieving an inner peace from reading about the lives of others. But some of the things I was reading were about way more important things than what I have going on, true life struggles that I am grateful to not have at the moment. So it made me take a look at what is on my plate and say, "whatever, All is Well." For that is my mantra, or it's supposed to be.
After seeing Nie's necklace on her blog back in August, I just had to have one. I fell in love with it. I asked for one for Christmas and didn't get it. But for my birthday my mom hands me a small box. Inside was a silver medallion on a chain that read, "All is well."
And it is.
2 comments:
Oh, Darilyn, I love this. I can't tell you how much I needed it too. We've been having some trouble with a child's behavior and I've been stressing out about it, but reading this has reminded me....all is well. Thank you!
Yeah, hate to admit it, but I had to "play in sandboxes" when I was 10 when my parents split the first time. I thought it was pretty stupid too. I also remember thinking, "there isn't anything from any of these play figures that has much to do with real life - or my life" They had a box with circus stuff, another with a cowboy & horses scene, and several others, I still don't have a clue as to the relevance of that therapy lesson. I'm glad Emma is peaceful despite the "busyness", I hope you find that peace too or can eliminate something from it all. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.
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