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I’ve spent a lot of alone time these past few days, reading, writing and going for walks. Wondering where I go from here as my beliefs about everything shifts from one day to the next. What I’ve decided is that simplicity is where it’s at. When I keep things simple I’m free. That’s the hard part for me though. I have a habit of complicating the simplest of things. My mind can spin a tale like nobody’s business. This has become a practice for me each day. Keeping it simple. When I can do that my life becomes more fluid. When I don’t, I tend to crash. Like, literally. I become exhausted. My mind can be a battle field of having to figure things out. My whole body rebels and I have to nap. I’ve started to use my body as a barometer. When I’m fatigued I ask myself what I’m fighting, or in fear of, or trying to figure out. For me, figuring things out is a sign of fear. I’m not allowing Flow to guide me. The need for control is a safety mechanism I have used in the past that no longer serves me.
It’s time to breathe and be . . . as simple as that.