You got me thinking about what animals movement habits reflect my own. I'm thinking maybe a lion? I love rest and lolling about. And then something like satiating hunger (or something other task i need or want to complete) gets me going. But it takes some slow intermediary activity to get to the burst of activity that actually is the task, kind of like the slow silent stalking of prey. Thinking about my rhythms like this is making me feel like a bad ass 😊. Thank you for this perspective!
Love this so much! Particularly calling out the language we have around time and the often subconscious conditioning it reflects. Any thoughts on how to release the shame arising from the difference between our conditioning and our natural paces?
It feels like turning the spotlight on the conditioning can provide some relief, but how to catch it happening? Has me wondering how healing can happen both individually and collectively. ❤️
I think practicing naming shame when we feel it is powerful. For me it manifests internally as a heavy and sort of twisted feeling in my chest. Then once I am able to identify it and name it, bringing it out into the open somehow. Whether that's to another person, a journal, a conversation with myself. Shedding light on it, owning it, re-parenting myself with it.
Thank you for this. I have spent (aaargghhh! Those damn capitalist framings! experienced? traveled through?) most of my 60+ years feeling like I'm running late, like I need to catch up, and it's only been the last 10 or so of those years that I've even been aware of how much pressure I feel to keep up, and how much attempts to do so have decimated my well-being, physically, emotionally, spiritually, and interactive interactively. It feels like radical resistance just to have begun to mindfully slow down - to practice catching myself when I cave to that pressure, and to remind myself that the culturally prescribed pace is not sustainable for me. Reading what you write here feels like a gentle, soothing, spring breeze reminding me to acknowledge my own rhythm as much as is possible. Thank you!
i loved this so much. the section where you detailed you pride in your movements and described yourself as a sloth was beautiful and i admire you for those things 🦥🤎😍 another very important and powerful message as always
You got me thinking about what animals movement habits reflect my own. I'm thinking maybe a lion? I love rest and lolling about. And then something like satiating hunger (or something other task i need or want to complete) gets me going. But it takes some slow intermediary activity to get to the burst of activity that actually is the task, kind of like the slow silent stalking of prey. Thinking about my rhythms like this is making me feel like a bad ass 😊. Thank you for this perspective!
Love this!
Love this so much! Particularly calling out the language we have around time and the often subconscious conditioning it reflects. Any thoughts on how to release the shame arising from the difference between our conditioning and our natural paces?
It feels like turning the spotlight on the conditioning can provide some relief, but how to catch it happening? Has me wondering how healing can happen both individually and collectively. ❤️
I think practicing naming shame when we feel it is powerful. For me it manifests internally as a heavy and sort of twisted feeling in my chest. Then once I am able to identify it and name it, bringing it out into the open somehow. Whether that's to another person, a journal, a conversation with myself. Shedding light on it, owning it, re-parenting myself with it.
Thank you for this. I have spent (aaargghhh! Those damn capitalist framings! experienced? traveled through?) most of my 60+ years feeling like I'm running late, like I need to catch up, and it's only been the last 10 or so of those years that I've even been aware of how much pressure I feel to keep up, and how much attempts to do so have decimated my well-being, physically, emotionally, spiritually, and interactive interactively. It feels like radical resistance just to have begun to mindfully slow down - to practice catching myself when I cave to that pressure, and to remind myself that the culturally prescribed pace is not sustainable for me. Reading what you write here feels like a gentle, soothing, spring breeze reminding me to acknowledge my own rhythm as much as is possible. Thank you!
Thanks for sharing this, LC, what a beautiful description. I'm so glad it did this for you.
i loved this so much. the section where you detailed you pride in your movements and described yourself as a sloth was beautiful and i admire you for those things 🦥🤎😍 another very important and powerful message as always
Thank you, Jake! I really enjoyed writing that part too. 😊