Still, I felt so powerful clomping around in them again.
Still, I felt so powerful clomping around in them again.
I feel most rested when I’m not worrying about nonsense and simply doing what I want to be doing.
I set a lot of micro goals that add up to achieving larger ones.
I allow myself to hold space for my mind to change with grace. To bear witness. To let go. To embrace. To bend. To grow.
I love to stay busy and keep feeding my creativity, but I’ve noticed one of the best ways to do that is by doing nothing at all—by simply receiving from life.
Once the chores are finished, I soften. I shower, say my prayers, and end the day with a foot rub of magnesium lotion. These small rituals bring me rest.
There is no longer space for rushing, powering through, chin up, or other dishonest ways—pretense and pretend, concave heart.