Notice Your Place And Care

And so, we begin by unlearning the urgency.

Urgency’s not bad, but if it comes to your senses and holds you, constricts.  Well, then… a change is the to-do.

By loosening our grip on the idea that productivity equals worth, that exhaustion is a badge, that rest must be earned like overtime. 

We begin by noticing—really noticing—the quiet heroics already happening inside us.

This new column attempt, to listen to the better voice, voices, ORDERS, in our thoughtful net.  To stop, BE, pause, collect, enjoy the immediate.

Don’t wish for anything.  You have everything needed, right there.  Where you are, who you are.

Yes, you have to bring yourself to this place, and sometimes, often actually, it’s arduous.  BUT…. It is doable.

Let me communicate that again—> IT.IS.DOABLE.

Mental health is not a destination with a ribbon-cutting ceremony, at all.  In fact there’s too much of this gloss on social media, in those magazines by the reg’ at the store.

It’s work.  I mean, REAL work.

It’s an intricate practice. 

A consistency of small, heartfelt and genuine choices made in ordinary moments.  You know, the moments that are so often dismissed if even noticed. 

Choosing water over another distraction or unintentionally invited obstruction.  Choosing silence over noise, choosing kindness over the old habit of self-interrogation and inward bullying and accost. 

It’s remembering that healing doesn’t announce itself loudly.  It’s a whisper.

Here, in this inward turning, and TUNING, we rediscover.  A Muse, you could say that doesn’t demand perfection, only presence. 

There, a radiant and healing Zen.

A chorus that doesn’t shame us for slipping, but invites us back—again and again—to one simple truth – We are allowed to take up space in our own lives.

And when we forget—and we will—we begin again.
Not from failure.  From awareness.
Not from weakness, but from care.

That is the practice.
THE work.
See it, and you, as the gift.