Vulnerability
And what if a series of things that feel off track are actually happening to get you on track? But because it’s night, you can't see where you’re going… and then maybe you’ll see that you're late just to arrive.
Authenticity to me feels like finally stopping after running for a really long time. Breathing. Feeling still in my body, not my mind. A slow inhale and exhale. The place where you don’t have to hold on anymore, a releasing and deep vulnerability towards yourself. Softening.
All day we’re presented with opportunities to tell a different story, to make new choices that move the narrative of our lives in any direction. And this can be as simple as a shift in perspective, changing how we think about ourselves or our situation.
And these things; the ways we hold on, grasp and tighten, are what get in the way of connection, compassion and love; with ourselves, with others, with our body or breath, and gratitude for beauty in the present moment.
When I started making changes in my life and working towards minimalism and zero waste, I never thought it would bring me to my heart. And if I knew that’s where it would lead me, to be honest, I might not have had enough courage to start. It wasn’t until the space was cleared that I truly started listening.
Accepting where you’re at is tender, but that softening brings you back to the moment and into your body. When we want something to be different than it is we miss out on our lives. Wanting uncomfortable feelings to pass, or waiting for a moment in the future, is wishing your life away.