I find it not as easy to soothe myself recently. I lay my head down — not soothed. I stretch – not soothed. I eat — not soothed. Have a conversation – depending on the conversation – somewhat soothed to not soothed. Exercise – kind of soothed. Music – kind of soothed. Jittery – I am asking myself to accept it for now. Acceptance, in and of itself, can, perhaps, be soothing…
I was just out walking my dog and I found myself reaching out to hold on to a piece of new growth on a shrub. I imagined the new growth energy going up my arm and through my body still searching for self-soothing.
With our world being closed for over two months plus and seeing signs of opening, I am not soothed.
Are we ready… Am I ready… Are you ready…
I wish for the kind of ready that brings soothing to as many people as possible. I prefer soothing for all people and animals and I am uncertain just now of what is possible. And I do believe this is the kind of time when creativity and new paths are most possible.
There are great and caring, gentle and strong, loving and kind people in our world. Lots of them. And there are hurt and hurtful people. There are hurt and hurt themselves people. Perhaps, we each of some of everything in each of us. How can some/much of the hurt be decimated if all of the hurt being decimated is not possible…
Soothing. I wish you soothing.
May you have it, be it, share it, give it, live it.
Whatever lets you walk in the loving, uplifting truth of you — may you ‘walk’ in it; as much and as awesome as possible. May you be extra tender and kind to yourself just now.
