These are precious words to me. Words that have helped me get through every difficult moment in my life. The words I recite to myself when life gets wobbly and I feel off kilter.
It always helps. Always.
It’s been a Lots Of Deep Breaths couple of weeks for me. Not terrible, not traumatic, just, well, wobbly. One of those seasons where my body decides it’s time to dig deep again, to wrestle around with fears and insecurities that my weary self would rather just shush for awhile. But shushing doesn’t work. It just makes the Fidgety Things shout louder and make a fuss.
So I’ve stepped back a bit to deal with those things, to look into the scared places and uncertain spots and wavering moments and figure out what my body needs to get back to well-being.
Some things are better now. And I don’t have to remind myself to breathe when I think about them. They’ve lost their power and I’ve gained strength.
Other things will take a while. They require a bit more courage, a bit more love, a bit more understanding before they can be resolved. So I’m waiting quietly with them, wishing them well, trusting that the It’s OK Now will come in time.
Hence, the silence here. I find it quite impossible to write Mid-Wobble.
Soon I will write again, and share my little adventures and small celebrations, but for now I need to breathe and look after the things that need a bit of extra care right now.
Wishing you peaceful hearts and the sure knowledge that you are loved. xo