Tag: stress

  • Get busy living.

    Get busy living.

    That line hits different when your house has recently become an obstacle course.

    One misstep and bang.

    A dent in my forehead.

    A few days later, a bathroom mirror finally did what it had been threatening to do for 20 years.

    It came crashing to the floor.

    But not before cutting my shinny shin shin.

    So there I was, on my own again.

    I picked up enough.

    Rinsed enough.

    Bandaged enough.

    Found a proper bandage.

    Slept.

    Changed the bandage.

    This “good enough” mindset may be proof I am Swedish now.

    Look up lagom.

    Then I talked to my Swede.

    It felt good to cry over the phone.

    To feel a little sorry for myself.

    To say:

    This is a lot.

    And also:

    I am still here.

    I get clumsy when I am disorganized.

    I get disorganized when I am out of sorts.

    And I have been out of sorts since 2019.

    Maybe longer.

    Military family life.

    Expat life.

    International caregiving.

    Sexual assault.

    Falls from great-ish heights.

    Disappointments.

    Betrayals.

    Life.

    As a Mindfulness Activist, I am not immune to being knocked around.

    I have learned how to respond so my blood pressure does not live at crisis level.

    So my sleep does not disappear.

    So I eat when I am hungry.

    So I can cry, bandage the leg, check the forehead, and still choose the next right thing.

    Bob Marley sang:

    “Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery.”

    Marcus Garvey gave us the root of that truth.

    En Vogue told us:

    Free your mind.

    Yoga therapy teaches detachment too.

    Not detachment as numbness.

    Detachment as practice.

    Care deeply.

    Act clearly.

    Release the grip where gripping only hurts you.

    That is not denial.

    That is discipline with breath in it.

    The classic line says:

    Get busy living.

    And I am completely loving the living thing.

    The delightful.

    The horrendous.

    The grotesque.

    I have experienced each.

    More of some than others.

    But my head is up.

    My heart is open.

    My mind is working.

    And I am not interested in merely hanging in there.

    Before Mental Health Awareness Month ends, do a check in.

    Start here:

    Or find your own way to ask:

    How am I really doing?

    What am I carrying?

    What needs care?

    What needs to go?

    Devote yourself to yourself.

    You already know where you could be kinder to you.

    You already know what to release.

    Let it go.

    And no, I have never seen Frozen.

    I will be working with private clients 1 on 1 in 12 week blocks from August through the end of November.

    If this found you at the right time, just reach.

    I will be there.


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