That space between being prepared and doing the thing is where I create a lot of my own anxiety. Where I make it hard. Where I fall for my reptilian brain interpreting fear as something to avoid at all costs instead of jumping into.
Tuesday Morning Coffee: Active Recovery
Stagnation, it seems, isn’t good for much of anything. So, when it comes to giving ourselves a break, are we stagnating or keeping the blood moving?
Tuesday Morning Coffee: Feeling the Feelings
Take care of yourselves, dear friends, and each other. Just don’t forget one for the sake of the other.
It seems more than slightly indulgent, to start writing about what I was going to write about (which would have been how the workout I was half-hearted about doing was exactly what I needed), when the current headlines and analysis about the firing of FBI Director Comey make it clear this is something to pay… Continue reading Indulge Me
I’ve been scrolling through Medium for 30 minutes, hoping to find a cue or have an idea sparked for something to write about. As I look through my Ulysses library, there are some half-written ideas that I’d like to flesh out. But it seems too hard today. My brain is craving the release that comes… Continue reading Gratification