I don’t know have many words right now.
Some days are just like that.
There’s a lot rolling around in this thing I call Body.
A pretzel of sorts including (but not limited to)
A pretzel with each twist barely resting before riding into a new turn.
(Missing all the salty and buttery goodness of the super yummy soft bake version.)
There are a bunch of why’s and what’s behind it but this
this how interests me most.
This how is the pretzel.
I feel like a pretzel inside.
Welcome to the Kingdom of Me.
I might not always be the most gracious of hosts
to care for you while I’m here.
Or to care for me while you’re here.
p.s. Here’s a thing I did today to take good care. It’s a 3 minute practice with Neil Pearson, an exceptional educator, a physical therapist and a certified yoga therapist, titled “Breath Regulation: Longer, Softer, Smoother.” Give it a try and see where you land.