Happy New Moon! We have arrived in cozy season! Comfy sweaters, scarfs, socks… extra blankets around for the couch and on my bed. I love to feel the cool fresh air of fall on my face. This is also the season where grief tends to feel a little heavier to me. I am more susceptible to getting stuck… stuck in my emotions, stuck in the overwhelm of the tasks, and stuck in my bed. So I have to take extra care of myself to remember.
I get to remember that it’s ok to feel stuck - I can meet myself there and give myself permission to not get out of bed or cancel a plan. I can give myself permission to do nourishing activities like make art, watch tv, write a poem, take a nap, make music with friends… instead of doing the dishes, cleaning my bathroom, or sending some emails.
I share all of this with you to let you know if you’re feeling the grief, the heaviness, the overwhelm of your personal situation or the collective sadness and rage at the state of our world right now - you’re not alone and you have choices. It can be hard to access or remember our choices in the heavy moments.
If you need a soft space to land and be cared for that feels safe and comforting, please reach out.
A Practice For You:: Listen to this poem “Keep Going”
You can check out my past several blogs for some free meditations and rest practices, but this week I wanted to offer you a poem I wrote a few fall seasons ago when I was transitioning out of a relationship during the pandemic. Here’s me reading the poem.
Self-Care & Svādhyāya (Self-Study)
Consider how you care for yourself in your times of overwhelm or heavy grief. If you need a soft space to land and be cared for that feels safe and comforting or you need some tools , please reach out. Part of the work I do in Calm & Connected 1:1 Self-Care Coaching is use somatic experiencing, breathwork, and rest to build your self-care tool box. I also am with you on the journey of remembering - helping you remember you deserve your own love, you deserve to be seen when you feel a mess, and you don’t have to do it alone.
“Absorbing the messages from the leaves…
Shedding, letting the dead parts of me fall away.”