one of the craziest parts of love is how it turns ordinary things sacred. a side of the bed. a street corner. a stupid coffee shop. suddenly everything is haunted by tenderness
My roomie heard me sneezing and sniffling all am, so she made me a homemade lemon/turmeric shot + an allergy focused tea.
It’s the little things ya’ll ✨
Regulating your nervous system means being more aware of who you have around you. It means placing yourself in environments that feel safe. It means protecting your energy. There’s a lot of accountability that goes into it, but the payoff is unmatched.
take your pleasure seriously.
take your healing seriously.
take your heart seriously.
know yourself deeply, become intimate with the details of you. then give yourself wholeheartedly. the whole world is safer when you feel safe.
every time you replace “this is hard” with “what’s the first step?” you shift brain activity from your amygdala (fear) to your prefrontal cortex (problem-solving).
that’s neuroplasticity in real time.
there comes a time when you meet someone who lovingly holds a mirror to your face and it’ll be very uncomfortable at first but it’s important that you stay. looking at yourself through the lens of someone who loves and sees you will heal you.
Being asked a really good question feels phenomenal. The type of question that leads to a thoughtful conversation where I almost have to collect my thoughts before diving into it. That scratches my brain so goood. It makes me feel so known and desired
you have to have people in your life who understand your seasons, who don’t disappear when growth slows or stillness arrives. there is so much safety in those who know how to stay, wherever you are, however life finds you