The Sunshine Observer: SO… V15
It was a beautiful day here on Sunshine Lane, I spent time in the garden weeding.
Before I got to the task, my neighbor wandered over, threw up her arms and extolled her freedom. It had been 3 weeks since she’d put on a bra. I too have been blessed with not strapping in. This of course gave me contemplative fodder whilst I weeded. Wondering first, whose idea was it to strap them in? Wouldn’t a form fitting undershirt have done the job, keeping them…under control? And why do they need to be controlled anyway? Some might call it fashion, others bondage… From binding feet to corsets to bras, I’ve resolved it to being, the age-old story of oppressing women. Once something becomes mainstream, it’s very hard to break free. Unless of course you’re under quarantine.
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I did a quick internet search for old bra ads and found this gem. I included it because of its moon theme. Speaking of, enough rehashing the past/present, let’s focus on how we move forward…
BodyMindSpirit
Our daily 5-minute meditation. The waxing moon is now Gibbous.
Preamble
This time right now, need not feel cruel. Consider this time a luxury. A moment to come to our center, to bring clarity to what matters. Want what’s best. (Bras or no bras)
Quiet the mind. Sit peacefully and listen to every aspect of ourselves. What is the loudest thing we hear or feel? See where it leads, give it space to just be without labeling it good or bad. There is and always will be something vying for attention, use our power to know what deserves focus.
Meditation
Move into our hearts, there is no shadow there, no cruelty, just Love.
Basque in your Love.
Seriously, spend 5 minutes experiencing your Love.
Poem
Hey beautiful
Stay beautiful