It's a beautiful thing
I enjoyed this day. It's such a miracle for me to wake up each morning and realize that I've beaten cancer - so far - that I can't help but get up singing, so to speak.
At Juvenile Hall I divided the girls' therapy group into two parts today. For the first 20 minutes I taught them a grounding exercise to help them cope with flashbacks, waking up from nightmares, feeling disoriented or intense fear.
Then I showed them another way to draw within a circle - a symbol of wholeness - using their own hands and some simple shading. I offered this project last year to an earlier group and they enjoyed it too so I'm thinking I might incorporate it into their art journaling at least every three or four months, as the group changes.
Steve and I walked the dogs after dinner, a routine we all enjoy. What's that expression, "A man and his dog, it's a beautiful thing..." I don't know who said it. But here is Steve, walking ahead of me, not knowing that I've dropped behind to take his picture with Brix.
When we reached the duck pond, a mile away, the ducks were there......
First one --
Then two --
And three!
The hands in the circle are very intriguing - they almost look like baby hands in a sonogram to me. I love your photos and your joy in each day! nancy
ReplyDeleteWhat a good idea. They reminded me also of a baby on a sonogram. How do you teach them the grounding exercises? I'm intrigued, my daughter has rough days with Crohn's disease and I'm always looking for something like that.
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