hey, raspberry rhubarb.
S P A C E — that’s what i’m saying is one of the most underrated forms of self-care around
in a world where so many of us struggle to feel, in one way or another, ENOUGH, one of the most insidious ways we try to PROVE our enoughness or insist others prove theirs, is by how much we do in a day
chronically overdoing it becomes a badge of honor + worthiness — at the cost of our health, our inner peace, our joy, satisfaction + delight
in a climate like the one we’re currently enduring in the US, where notifications of every next unthinkable executive order + vomitous action ping in hard + fast, it can feel especially dangerous to take needed space
but we won’t be able to sustain shit if we let them whip us into a fear-based frenzy that won’t let us rest
this is the ultimate tightrope walk, of living in the truth of our fear-wrapped reality without letting it pull us under
recognizing real urgency without meeting it at the expense of soothing, strengthening, restoring + nourishing for the long haul
i’ve had oodles of different doctor appointments over the past month + a half, and while i committed to saying YES to every one, i ALSO committed to cushioning each one in some space
i added what i called a “self-care hold” around each appointment, to ensure that i didn’t succumb to the urge to squeeze more into the day
tending to my health was one act of self-care. claiming space was another
some days the space was spent taking care of paperwork, others i couldn’t tell you what i actually did — but i did it without rushing. i let myself just BE
some days i spent the time writing, creating, doing work that i most wanted to do rather than what my schedule might insist i prioritize first
today i spent the time writing this post in a space i adore with a maple lavender latte powering me through
how can you claim even just a little sacred space in your day today, to get back to what grounds you or grows you?
because, fuck the cult of overscheduling, underspacing + oversqueezing —
squeezing more in, squeezing every last drop out
i don’t want to be squeezed, i want to be held + held well
and i want you to be, too
xxoo, cc
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