Take care of yourself first to give your best self to others.
I’ve gone a year without practicing mindfulness. In the back of mind I felt that I’ve built up a mindfulness muscle, therefore, I should be able to coast for a short while. Before I knew it that short while became a year.
Something I say a lot, but yet, I myself wasn’t following is this:
“…if I’m not writing, I’m not well. If I’m not writing, the world around me is slowly leached of its color. my senses are dulled. I am crabby with my husband, short-tempered with my kid, and more inclined to see small things wrong with my house (the crack in the ceiling, the smudge prints along the staircase wall) than look out the window at the blazing maple tree, the family of geese making its way across the driveway. If I’m not writing, my heart hardens, rather than lifts.” – Dani Shpiro, Still Writing
Where there aren’t good boundaries, there isn’t creative “flow” and where there isn’t creative flow, there isn’t progress. — Brian Gardner (tweet this)
I’m in a writing rut. Not a, “I stare at a blank screen not knowing what to write writer’s block kind of way”, but rather a, “I’m not even putting my butt in the chair to write kind of rut”.
Writing has been the backbone of my growth.
It’s the foundation to traveling journey of bettering myself each and ever day. It’s the exercise that strengthens the mindfulness muscle and creates space between stimulus and response.
But yet, I’m not writing.
This post is part of my monthly contribution over at The Gift of Writing, a site by Claire De Boer. It’s an absolute privilege to be part of the TGOW community and I thank Claire for the opportunity. Read the full article here.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. – William Wordsmith
Life seems to move pretty fast. Throw in an, almost, three year old boy, with one on the way, a yellow lab and all of the daily to-do’s and that leaves little time to communicate with your significant other.
Communication is the foundation to a deeply connected and rooted relationship.
