28/10/2025
Do you ever scroll back to the first photo saved on your phone? This is mine. How is it that we can love a person so much and be not-quite-terrified (but you know what I mean) of them at the same time?!
Now a tween, I got my daughter’s permission to post this.
Remembering this sweet moment where, being my first, she was my everything. I ached to have time for myself but couldn’t leave her and missed her when I was alone.
I liken this now, to when I have time for self care. I ache to be away from busy-ness, but when I have it, I just think about being busy. I do pilates so that I don’t constantly try to learn when I’m in yoga classes. I know, reaaaaal first world problem, but you get what I mean: the passion becomes the problem.
The distraction.
So I’m trying again to just sit for 10mins a day. Just sitting.
No meditation. No music. Just sitting. Just staring.
Mayyyybeee in a yoga pose or maybe on the couch.
10mins.
Want to try it too? Phones away obvs. Just old school boredom ✌️ Sounds luxe, no?
