breathe. move. (55/100)
I woke up this morning at around 4:30 a.m. from a terrible nightmare. This resulted in me not being able to go back to sleep; instead, I lay their in bed thinking that the dream was actually an omen, which sent me into a little bit of a panic spiral.
Self-care, Karen, I thought to myself.
I would like to go on record right now to say that reminding yourself to take care of yourself when you’re in the middle of an uncomfortable, hard, or critical moment feels like the most ridiculous, self-indulgent thing on the planet. When it feels like life is falling apart, taking the time to “self-care” feels completely stupid. There are things to do, right?
Except, this time I did it. I lay in the dark, and slowed my breath. I did my self-compassion break. And then finally, when I felt a bit calmer, I went in the garage and my Lockdown Life movement practice.
And damned if I don’t feel better.
All this to say: if you are enduring something difficult (and who isn’t these days), this is your gentle reminder to take care of yourself. Breathe. Move. It will clear your mind for lucid next steps.
Promise.
Sometimes the body knows.