Are you okay? (poem)
Are you okay but the question comes at you
from a distance,
time-lagged
down a tunnel in a language you remember you used to know…
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Tag: anxiety
Unclench your hands.
I’ve been having trouble meditating of late. I have a serious case of monkey brain and can’t seem to stop following trains of thought. The state of the world. Climate change. Politics. My kids. My parents. The oft-annoying cat. My depression. My self-harm. Last week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. Did I remember to add bleach to the grocery list? My thoughts bounce like balls in my head… Continue reading Unclench your hands.
Actually, you get to.
There’s a difference between “have to” and “get to” and it’s important. What you think and how you speak about a thing greatly affects your attitude. It’s ridiculously easy to skew towards the negative in life and labelling everything a “have to” ensures that. Making everything an obligation means you’ll likely spend a fair amount of time complaining. It’s better to remember you have a choice… Continue reading Actually, you get to.
Actually, you get to.
There’s a difference between “have to” and “get to” and it’s important. What you think and how you speak about a thing greatly affects your attitude. It’s ridiculously easy to skew towards the negative in life and labelling everything a “have to” ensures that. Making everything an obligation means you’ll likely spend a fair amount of time complaining. It’s better to remember you have a choice… Continue reading Actually, you get to.
From Famine to Feast 