I have been going to body conditioning classes twice a week. During these classes we use free weights and body bars, as well as exercises to tone various muscles, such as squats and lunges.
So the other morning, I was in class and doing my plie’s. Legs hip width apart, toes pointed outward, I bent my knees. As I started lowering my body, I let out the loudest fart ever recorded in the history of workout classes.
I am grateful that the music in class was VERY LOUD.
My mindfulness and journal prompt for the week is celebration.
Here’s how it’s used in the books I’ve been reading:
- Or the crowd could be celebrating her lanky older sister, with the straight, ashy bangs, who has finally, after some struggle, learned to read. Emily Henry
- I was smarter than Christine. But she was happier because she celebrated all victories, real or false. Qian Julie Wang
- When Herbert came, we went and had lunch at a celebrated house which I then quite venerated, but now believe to have been the most abject superstition in Europe, and where I could not help notice, even then, that there was much more gravy on the tablecloths and knives and waiter’s clothes, than in the steak. Charles Dickens
- It’s human nature to strive for more, but if you want to cultivate an abundant mindset, you must also focus your energy and attention on noticing and celebrating the abundance of what you already have. Shira Gill
- Stand By Me. Because despite being a film about a search for a dead body, it is a celebration of youth and friendship and life. Matt Haig
- I took her by the hand and led her to the bus stop. Aminat stomped in the puddles and splashed water all around. I hardly reprimanded her, though, because my own heart was celebrating. Winter was fading; the snow was shrinking into itself and turning gray. The air was warming and filling with scents. The trees were still bare, but their branches had a new vitality. Alina Bronsky
- Mama takes me over to a wall covered with hundreds of white bras, some with lace and little frills or doilies like party favors, as if undergarments are a cause for celebration. Parneshia Jones
- Whether we’re lucky enough to have a big cosy kitchen or not, it is never just to store and prepare the food. We work in there to create the meals that celebrate the company of friends and family, where spontaneous kitchen discos can happen as we feel free to dance to the radio, a chance to let go and have some silliness in our lives. Kate Peers
- Peter and I, feeling optimistic and festive, plan a party to celebrate our union. Delia Ephron
Here’s some thoughts that I am going to ponder when thinking about the word celebration:
- Do people want to celebrate little things, or do we wait for BIG things?
- Are people afraid to celebrate because others might not have the same things? Think Mother’s Day and Valentines
- I’m reading a book of poetry that is supposed to be dedicated to women. Why does only one poem in the anthology contain anything about celebrating. Are woman not supposed to celebrate?
- Does celebrating make one feel bad or does it put too much pressure on someone?
- Do some people need to celebrate more than others?
- Has celebrate become a bad word?
- What’s the last think I celebrated and why did I celebrate it?
- Why do quotes 2 and 4 resonate with me?
When you think celebrate, what thoughts does it bring to you?