Hey love, how’s it going?

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Every Monday for the past three and a half years I’ve show up to write a love letter to myself… and whomever else out there may be tuning in. May be needing to hear the same soothing reminders.

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Today is no different. Except today, I’m going to share from my life. Something interesting has been happening during this time of forced stillness. For one, I can find many ways to avoid stillness! And yet, enough days have passed. Enough moments of no escape. I live with three other humans. Shit happens. I get stirred up. I say thank you, for this opportunity to go deeper. To expand my wholeness. To love myself more. To be with and whisper to myself I love you, I love you, I love you.

Healing is happening. Wholeness is happening.

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It’s so freaking good. And uncomfortable and scary and fine and a million other feelings. Seeds are being planted my love. Strange seeds that are going to blossom in glorious unexpected ways. I’ve stopped trying (mostly) to figure out how and when. That’s another gift of these strange days… when naps after lunch, binge watching silly things and doing a whole lot of nothing is perfectly acceptable. What a gift! I don’t need to worry about what and when.

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I have practices. A treasure trove of tools that help me stay afloat. I use them. And then I don’t and then shit happens and then I must. So I do. I’ve become accustomed to a certain level of feeling good. Hence, the discomfort of not feeling good is nearly unbearable.

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This is one. Writing myself love letters. Allowing and embracing every part of me with love and compassion. Including the parts that might appear to some (or to myself) to be completely unreasonable. Yeah, those parts need the most love! Acceptance is delicious. It moves energy. It feels good.
How about you? How are you? What’re your tools for feeling good? Staying afloat?
You are loved. No matter what. I love you.

So here we go, what now? I’m listening.
Xo