Alright. Time to try and do things a little differently, for me. I feel as though I have moved through the gradual stages a bit slowly, maybe because I’ve had so little ramping up.
I have heard “the voice” talk s*** in my ear, too: you should do more, you should sigh less, you should be more inspiring, more inspired, more proactive, more connected, less connected, eat better, weed more ... goodness.
I have felt lonely too, which is rare for me. Even though I am an introvert, I thrive in Community within my home and around my kitchen table especially. Zoom potlucks might hit the spot eventually but more than anything, for now they make me ache for breathing the same air as my friends.
This morning, I can feel the very small and very quiet stirrings of a new way. I can’t quite see it but it feels humble - and mat rather than shiny. Maybe I’m reaching the Acceptance stage and maybe from that place I’ll be able to tap into ways of adding some good stuff into the world. I sure want to.
Today, wherever you are, I hope you can hear the birds singing, I hope you can feel the pleasure of the air inside your lungs, I hope that maybe we can all vision - even if it’s just a glimpse - our new normal, and the astounding Gifts that will be part of that.
And hope you can remember how much your words, your thoughts, your expressions of YOU matter.
Onward with love,
SCARED OF THE SACRED