Unplanned adventure. My therapist has been challenging me to expand my definition of what it means to nourish myself at the intersection of ed recovery, pursuing my publishing dreams and living during a pandemic. We aim high. She’s amazing.
A huge part of how I got out from where I started was mastering the art of self deprivation. I learned to survive, and even look like I was thriving, on very little. Hunger for comfort, food, safety, stability, purpose, opportunity and satisfying experiences was the norm. Look but don’t touch. Don’t ask for that! Oh what a waste! I heard it all over and over. So why not skip food too and save the money, right?
Because I had limited access to being nourished by the outside world, I fed my heart, mind and soul with books, daydreams, stories, faith. Little by little I’ve learned to flip and merge the scripts. You can feed your soul and nourish your body. You can work hard and take time to rest. You can feather the heck outta your nest and the sky won’t fall. This year just threw us all for a loop.
Training people is one of the things that nourishes me, which was the original plan for today but, plans changed and so, off we went. Leaving the house feels more like homework but the universe had my back today. Found not one but two unpeopled spots by my favorite river.
Ratchet hiked for the first time since last October; made a b-line for the river and jumped in. That water is freezing but he was all for it! I get it Bubs. Carpe diem.
How do you nourish yourself? What does nourish mean to you? What messages do you need to challenge, rewrite or erase? xo