Returning to practice
I am messy. That is, when I get triggered, I am a mess. I spin, I spiral, I overthink. My mind goes apeshit with intrusive thoughts and catastrophizing and playing out the worst possible version of every scenario I’m ruminating on.
Honestly, when I take a step back from it all, it’s quite entertaining. I am a very talented (and dramatic) storyteller, and I must laugh about it.
Today is the summer solstice, one of my favorite days of the year. And on this day, I am feeling everything. I am feeling happy and exuberant and joyful. I am feeling down and low and emotional. I am feeling a swirling in my belly and a ball in my throat. I am feeling alive and impatient and crunchy and amused.
Both/and, both/and, both/and.