Yesterday, after hanging my laundry out to dry, the mess in my bedroom called for attention.
I began to put away, pick up, vacuum.
Next thing I knew, I was pushing furniture and rearranging the entire space.
An hour and a half later, I could feel the change in energy of the room.
It was a welcome external change to the internal shift I’d felt just days earlier.
Then I realized—this morning—that yesterday had been the last day of the month. And so I’m here, reflecting, checking in, pausing as I continue to breathe. Read more