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 This is a lesson I'm still learning - how to let it go.
🌷As I stand in the middle of my kitchen and wonder why it can't stay clean for 5 minutes. 🌷As I put the last piece of laundry away, only to find a new basket has been filled. 🌷As I watch my family relaxing and enjoying themselves and I question how the work will ever get done. And then I realize that it won't and that's okay. The work is never "done" because it just regenerates. Real homes aren't "done" because families "live" in them. And so I sit, in my lived-in home and I breathe. I breathe at the floor that still needs to be swept, and at the teenager who put a cup on the counter I just finished cleaning. I breathe in. I breathe out. I feel gratitude for my house that is a home. Real homes aren't perfect and neither am I. I am enough... And I release it.
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 Artwork by Nick Seluk. For more amazing art by this artist, visit theawkwardyeti.com Nothing comes out of nowhere.
Remember that. Sometimes people just lose control. Every reaction begins small and builds over time. We have no idea what emotional load people are carrying on the inside, or the myriad factors that make up their complex set of coping mechanisms. There is no comparing one person's trauma with another's because nobody copes the same way. Everyone carries an invisible load and, somedays, it's just too much to hold on to. It can happen to anyone, anywhere, any time. Even to you. And when it does, all we can do is show compassion, empathy and understanding. So the next time we see someone lose control, Remember that, Nothing comes out of nowhere. |
AuthorWife, mother, teacher, dancer, yogi, dreamer, wellness influencer. I own too many dogs and I drink too much coffee. Passionate about the full-body health and mindfulness connection. 
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