on figuring it out together
I realised I’ve been hiding. Not just from the world but from myself as well. Somewhere along the way I got caught up in all the things I don’t have, or wish were different, and instead of having curiosity about what changes I could make, I dug the hole deeper and deeper until I could no longer see the light. It happens so easily, one day you are just acknowledging a frustration, the next you are embodying it. I allowed it to bury me because I forgot that I have a choice.
on feeling all that is to be felt
I think Sundays are becoming my favourite day of the week. Since moving house, I've been able to truly prioritise the things that feel so meaningful to me that I have been unable to for a while. Working two jobs and splitting my free time between two different homes did not leave much space for consistency. I may only have one job and one home now, but I still have a plenty of feelings. I always will.
on the making of meaning of this.
“I'm trying to get through without only feeling like I am passing time.”
This line hit me, putting into words a feeling that I have felt for so long without fully understanding it. I think so many of us spend our lives just passing time without realising it. Held back by all these narratives we've collected about why right now isn’t the perfect time is to do any of the things that might bring us meaning. That this moment cannot be woven with magic and joy because of all our responsibilities that come from elsewhere. It's not our fault, not at all.
on forming your own definitions
Fearing gently
On holding reverence
on metamorphosis
homecoming
on what to say when you have nothing to say
on taking care of yourself
love yourself
on creating rituals
on finding a new default
on building a relationship with yourself
on coming home
on getting to know yourself
sunday
on balancing the scales
on being here, now
