the process.

| learning to love the process |

i tend to live in a constant state of life lessons of learning to love the process, honor that things take time and listening to what your body is telling you. 

this one in the picture, the one who is always behind these little life lesson mantras has joined me in loving the process. the word solidarity comes to my mind. but then the annoying clique of 'misery loves company' comes to mind and that i don't love. 

when learning the process means active bodies being put to rest, when learning the process means that which empowers us is put on hold, when learning the process means running our bodies into the ground can no longer happen on hot summer mornings for a long run around the lake, when that is life i don't want company in my misery.

so my mom, the ultimate badass. the one who runs with me into the ground, but who is the first to reflect the idea of loving the process is now learning with me, full of titanium from a gnarly tennis injury. 

so yeah solidarity. and during a long crafting sesh of cards to send to her in minnesota, i clearly was struggling with what to say. i started writing from my own learning process. which is shaky at best with my recent staggered past of bummer running injuries. 

and this is what it comes down to for me, learning to love the process is an every day thing. i start over every morning learning to love it. every single morning i need to re-learn what it all looks like. 

these things take time?