To turn it around

Here I am. Sitting in my car, stealing a quiet moment before a weekend I’ve already labeled as stressful even begins.

I’ve just come from the stable, helping a friend with the chores. And now it all waits for me... packing bags, getting the car ready, baking a cake for my child’s birthday celebration today, baking more for the choir café on Sunday, buying groceries for the cabin… and probably a handful of things I’ve already forgotten.  Things I’ll be reminded of later, maybe not so gently. All of this done alone, but that's how it is. That's life. 

And as I write this, I notice something... 

My mind is already pulling me under. Drowning me in that familiar current of pressure, expectations, and negative energy. It’s strange how easy it is to absorb what’s around you, the energies from those around you, to carry it, to become it. Like my brain has learned this pattern so well that it just… continues it on its own.

But what if I didn’t?

What if I pushed back against it?

What if I chose something else?

What if I allowed myself to be who I actually am, underneath all that noise?

Would I become the version of me my mother always saw, the one who brings light, who spreads warmth, who lifts a room instead of shrinking inside it?

Maybe this is where it shifts.

Maybe it starts with a decision.

To turn the thoughts around.

To soften the edges.

To make space for something good, even in the middle of everything that needs to get done.

To make plans, not just to get through the weekend, but to feel parts of it. To enjoy small moments. To stay connected to life instead of just rushing past it.

Maybe this doesn’t have to be a weekend from hell.

Maybe it becomes something else entirely.

Because mind over matter isn’t just a saying, it’s a quiet kind of power.

So I’ll try.

I’ll choose the better thought.

I’ll hold onto my own light.

And I’ll keep shining it, no matter what ❤️

– Merry –