This week has been playing out to a different rhythm and beat. I've had car trouble and a leaking sink to deal with as well as the usual last minute shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. Yet, there's been a noticeable sense of calm running through my veins.
I can think of several things that have me feeling in top shape right now: my dad was strong enough to come to Thanksgiving dinner, Tall Guy will be here in two days, and I've had four, of five scheduled nutritional IV shots. Those things make me want to whistle and skip though, while there's something making me purr. When I came across the quote by Indira Gandhi, I thought of two undercover activities that may be causing calm.
One, when I leave the house and especially when I get behind the wheel, I run through a few lines from a meditation I once learned: May I be safe, may I be happy, may I be at peace. Then I extend it to other people. The other habit is to imagine doing a yogic breathing practice called Nadhi Sodhana or alternate nostril breathing, whenever I find myself standing or sitting still. My blood pressure goes slightly below normal when I do it, as opposed to slightly above normal, when I don't.
At this point, it's all non-scientific evidence (note my whistle-skip-purr descriptions) but I intend to keep at it and say more. Right now, the plumber is on his way.