Living is in the doing.
Our body is constantly telling us how we need to live.
What feels good.
What's going well.
What needs our attention. The red flags:
thoughts that spiral in our head
lapses in our memory
feelings that need space.
I see us on auto-pilot, just going through the motions.
I see us putting off so many things for ourselves.
I see us wondering if there's another way of living.
I see us caught in limbo,
torn between everything we were taught
and the way forward. It feels like starting at zero.
we'll never be at "zero."
Whatever happens, there's still, and always will be, our selves:
body and mind.
Is it any wonder that we feel aimless on a daily basis?
We were told the way to live happily depended solely on others:
...on a significant other
...on biological children
...on parents and siblings
...on a circle of friends
They forgot to tell us: to live happily with others,
we need to live happily with ourselves first.
We can leave a place or cut off a relationship.
But we can't get away from ourselves.
How might we get to know ourselves?
How might we start that path to our happiness?
Let our bodies lead the way:
using our senses
feeling our emotions
having a conversation with our inner selves
and learning from it
There's a time for talking and venting our emotions to others.
But we're the ones who could ever fully experience them.
We're the ones who could ever understand ourselves the most.
This is a time for stopping and listening to ourselves.
This is a time for writing.
This is a time to express our thoughts
to listen and give space to our inner dialogue
with pen and paper
with our bodies sensing weight, texture, smell, sound, motion
with words no one else will read
with words meant finally, solely for ourselves.
This is how we begin