REFUEL // Our family’s schedule has had me stretched too thin, pushing too hard. I’ve already cut extras out of my life, and it was just a season, so in this instance I really did have to push through. But now that it’s done. Rest. Massage. Me. All me. Alone. Quiet. Filling up with my own creativity. Food. Time.
And a hot tip: I noticed towards the end of the push that I was craving being sick. I wanted to be knocked down, FORCED into bed. This was a huge aha for me because in a way sick has become a way of life. My vice. An addiction. Now that I’m well, when the world is too much, the pull back to that as a way of coping is strong! The gem is that I saw it. I named it. Nope. I don’t need to be sick to rest. Get shit done. And then rest all you want, Kimmi Kim. No illness required.
How do you cope when stretched too thin or overwhelmed? Is it serving you? If not, can you name it and let it go?
Also, I loved this beautiful lambskin at the massage place. I doubt it’s real but I grew up on a farm with sheep and the beautiful curls took me back home. ?
