Stress was mounting this week, culminating for me in a webinar I was anxious about hosting. (That was certainly not the most stressful thing, but you know how sometimes one lesser thing becomes a focal point?) You think after speaking pretty publicly all the time I’d be chill with it, but it still takes something out of me.
After it was over, I walked down to the water and just sat for a few minutes, watching the waves.
When there’s a lot going on — and there does always seem to be a lot going on — I get desperate for these moments of respite. And they are more rejuvinating than I imagine. When you can close your eyes and breathe, even for a minute.
I guess that’s why I’ve kept up meditating. It helps, on weeks that seem to pile on and on. It’s helped me listen to myself and what I really need, usually a moment to relax rather than another beer. Usually more sleep rather than more TV. But if you don’t make a moment for that quiet, you never hear yourself speak.
With Love,
Natalie