mindful

I was recently lucky enough to come across a free session locally which introduced the practice of mindfulness. After an afternoon of sitting a circle with 12 strangers, and at one point lying on the floor trying not to laugh at the lady snoring next to me, I found that the session left me "feeling like I'd had a facial without anyone touching me" (as I felt compelled to tell the room full of strangers).
I was also determined to pay more attention and 'be in the moment' whenever possible. To avoid sailing through the day without remembering most of it, and to never have that scary thought 'how did I arrive at work? I don't remember even getting onto the motorway!' Ever again. I was also determined to use mindfulness to learn everything about the world around me and to become more creative.
So today I wanted to share a couple of the things I noticed whilst being mindful.
Thing 1, my windscreen wipers make a relaxing swoosh noise when it's mizzling.
Thing 2, (what a great name for a book character) if I open my office window when it rains the rain in the drain pipe sounds like a mountain stream.
Thing 3, if you read the scribble on bits of paper before you throw them straight in the dustbin you might find that your daughter can write her full name.
Thing 4, if you pay close attention to what you read, you will discover a deliberate mistake...

I'm back, and just wondering why was/is my blog so brown? Was it 1970 when I last wrote?!
Mental note made to change to something more appealing just as soon as I've gotten over the horror of forgetting my login details and trying for an hour to get back in.
You know how it is when you are up late alone and you remember someone from your past who sparks a chain of 'what ifs' ?
Strange how some quiet time brings memories flooding back, and that in that time of peace, and quiet, and memories, I chose to interrupt all of that and use social media to share...only because the dog was sleeping too soundly to listen of course.
I should really be getting off to sleep now, I have a long awaited delivery of a washing machine to look forward to tomorrow, and the annual debate of 'shall we see the illuminations this year or not?'
Just one more breath of fresh air I think, and a moment to listen to the wind in the trees and then it's off to dreamland...unfortunately not the one in Margate.