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Day 18: Feels like...

  • Jan 27, 2021
  • 1 min read

Today feels like a break through day, and it wasn’t until I found myself smiling at a stranger on the plane that this occurred to me.

I felt motivated to work, excited to talk to people, felt gratitude as I was walking through the aisles..and I decided to lean into it.

Changes are really scary, chances are scary, life is scary..

But, it’s a little less scary when you realize that you aren’t alone-and if you are, you don’t have to be.

That being said, there’s nothing wrong with taking time for oneself..which I do, and I do it more frequently than ever before.

I listen to my body,

and my mind when they say “Enough.”. (Is that punctuation correct?)

Either way, it’s a very exact and final statement.

Take a seat, take a breath, watch mindless tv, doodle, exercise, read, don’t do anything at all-but ultimately, Let.It.Pass.

The balance isn’t something I find easily, and I don’t know if I ever will..

At times, I may be too much for myself, my friends, my loved ones, or you.

I hope that you inspire a quiet in me, that helps my “too much” be just a little less.

Today, I feel a little less loud..and a little more at ease.

I am doing my best to not question it, to feel it for the peace it is currently bringing me, and give this soul a little bit of rest.

Here I am, and here you are..here we are, and here we go.

Cheers, my love.

 
 
 

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