August 24, 2020

Bliss is pasta and August nights in Rome 🍝

Reflections on summer: it’s been good. Stunning, in fact. A potpourri of salty clothes and sandy feet and a bag always half packed- ready for adventure. L’estate Italiana has not disappointed (not that I ever thought it would). It’s also been intense. It’s been unlearning a lot of habits and patterns that I’ve been clinging to for a lifetime. It’s made me even more introspective than I am normally. It’s possibly made me more intense too. I think all of us are readjusting to life in this ‘new normal’ and figuring out if the idea of new normal even resonates with us. I am learning oh so many things. One of them is how to do nothing.

Last year I was at a yoga retreat with @zunayoga and my teacher Everett asked how often I do nothing. I didn’t understand the question, “like meditate?” No. He replied. Like actually do nothing. Sit on your couch and stare out into the abyss. Let go of to-do lists and plans and a schedule and give yourself a little break from everything. It has taken me over a year to realize what he truly meant. Eating pasta without a care in the world is not the same as doing nothing. But this picture, and the bliss it describes comes pretty close to explaining one of the many ways I feel about this summer. Summer 2020, grazie infinitamente.