for those who are letting go
If you are in the throes of letting go, it can feel like without warning the seams of your world are coming apart. As they split, your own skin is removed too. What is revealed, is tender and unsure. The ground below, once a steady predictability you rarely gave a second thought, now wobbles and shifts.
Perhaps you sigh more hoping to lift some of this heaviness. Or maybe you hold regrets that intermittently darken your gaze.
navigating the unexpected
As our emotional landscape tries to settle, internally we may feel like we're in freefall. We're dropping, dropping, dropping, and as we reach for the world that once felt "under control" its construction reveals itself as paper thin. There's nothing to hold on to.
From this perilous place, we vacillate between a desire to recreate or "get back" what's been lost and total collapse. In our body a hot buzz of anxiety grips our throat and belly while at the same time we may feel heavy, dull, and uninspired.
what is beyond one body
I did not sleep well last night. There is a heaviness in the air, and I can feel my mind trying to move through it.
It wants to do the right thing. It wants to do the helpful thing. It wants to be assured that it's good and of service.
This is a place I know well. I call it the spinning place. Round and round I go trying to undo what cannot be undone. The more heartbreaking the events that have occurred, the more destabilized I feel.