In order to navigate this week, I knew I was going to need some new and different help than last week or weeks prior. So, I connected with my communities to find a plan for care and support.
Nature doesn’t judge your inner experience. The trees don’t care if you throw a full on toddler-level tantrum. They are still there, present, and willing to listen.
As I navigate uncertainties and insecurities, some of the best medicine has been being with myself. But, like, really being with myself.
Self-care and collective or community care are experiences and actions that are worthy of our time, energy, and effort. Furthermore, these acts of tending to ourselves and one another are required in order for us to thrive.
Self-love is not a destination. It’s a relationship. And like all relationships, it requires time, attention, care, and practice.
“There are too many noises happening at once!” “I can’t go down that aisle, the scents are too strong!” :: screams or gasps when someone walks into the room ::…
Reading our books not only offered entertainment and education, but they also offered insight to our own circumstances, helped us to grow personally, and to connect with the books’ characters.
As a parent, you are doing difficult work all day, every day. Self-compassion can be a pathway to deeper connections with ourselves and one another.
There are self-care practices we engage in regularly to help keep our cups full, AND there will be times of intense stress, in which we need specific and sometimes more substantial self-care.
When I removed alcohol I was able to see what I needed to heal internally and externally, within myself, and my family. I realized I wasn’t the problem, alcohol was.