One thing I’ve realized in keeping up these practices is that our clutter represents our unprocessed stories of desire…Once I let myself feel completely what that cabinet brought up in me, I was then able to let go of that clutter and let in new beautiful things that were appropriate for the new season in my family’s life. The story behind that cabinet was then fully processed. … More How Clutter Sabotages Our Self Care Efforts
For some this may seem like a heck of alot of work for a Sunday, yet for me it has come down to deciding that my peace of mind is worth the effort. Following through with routines before Monday makes things substantially easier for me from the time I get up, to the time I go to sleep, Monday through Saturday. To come home after work and know that I have already what I need to throw a meal together within 10 minutes because I did the back end work already, is a huge assurance. … More Why Home Care Is Self Care, In Tough Times Part 2
…I began to conceptually understand the home as a launchpad for how we go out into the world. When it’s comfy, tidy and serves all our needs for refueling, then as we step out of our homes to take on the day, we’re launched into the world all the stronger. When our home drains us with mounting, unprocessed clutter, has us on nutritionally thin ice with instant, boxed and pre-made frozen meals and deep sleep is an anomaly as a result of all this, we are doing ourselves a great disservice. … More Why Home Care Is Self Care, In Tough Times Part 1
We didin’t choose the death of a loved one, losing our job, falling gravely ill, car accidents etc. Non the less when they arrive the’yre ours to manage. ..I feel more senistive then I ever have, yet I’m more centered then I have ever been, compared to years passed. … More How Self Care Pays Off In A Crisis Part 2
When we don’t completely process a big change we are in a state of emotional constipation. We may be walking in a state of stupor or deep grief and trying to cover it up, but the congested state shows itself sooner or later. Sooner or later, the balls we’ve been successfully juggling, those that keep our life moving along begin to drop.