Like, I can get myself seriously stressed and be really unkind to myself - telling myself I'll never amount to anything and I'm a bad person and all sorts of NONSENSE. Honestly, if anyone else spoke to me the way I sometimes speak to myself, I'd kick them to the kerb.
One time last December I got myself in a right pickle. I can't remember why, but it all seemed very important. I remember thinking, "I am suffering SO much!"
I arrived at the lake. I got changed and I got in.
It was COLD.
As I waded in, there was no space in my head to stress any more. All I could focus on was breathing and moving and feeling this cold enveloping my body.
I remember thinking "Nah, Ruth, THIS is suffering! All that stuff before was just thoughts."
lol. If only it was always that simple.
But what if it is?
What if there is always magic waiting when we drop into the body?
This is why I used to drink and take recreational drugs. It gave me a BREAK from my thoughts. It got me out of my head. Off my head.
This is why I run, why I dance, why we scroll mindlessly on social media. Sometimes we just want a little break. From our thoughts.
Back in the old old days we were physical. Nowadays, we sit. It all happens in the head. Which is why I love cold water swimming. It's a reset. Swoosh. Straight out of the head. Straight in to the body. OW! Yes. Here I am.
Plus no hangover.
Often I'll go for a walk if I have a decision to make or if I want some feelings to move. Moving the body helps us move on. Move through.
I KNOW YOU KNOW THIS: We have awesome tools right up our sleeves. Bodies. Moving them can help.
Oh. And breath. Always breath.
Sending love to you all,