The Need to Unplug

Lunar Eclipse

Thank you, Rhoda Lewis 🙏🏽
For capturing these photos and for sharing them with us! 
I’m especially grateful, because I know you were sick . . . and you still went out and basked in the beauty.  
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“Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention.”

~ John O’ Donohue

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Hello!

Maybe it’s the chaotic shift in weather we experienced last weekend? 

Friday: It felt like summer. Mike and I cleaned up our front porch and delighted in eating outdoors. 
Saturday: We suffered some of the worst air quality of anywhere in the world. The particles hurt my lungs, my throat, and my eyes. Was I really sitting on our porch the night before?
Sunday: Our air quality was back to beautiful. And, it snowed! 
Questioning why I thought it was a good idea to get our porch furniture out? 🤣

Definitely March in Michigan . . . with an added dust storm and wild fire smoke blown our way. Turbulent times all the way around. 

And so, I’m reminded. 
How important it is to unplug from the external chaos. 
Turn off the news. Put away the phone. Close the laptop. 

That way, we can begin to plug back in, internally. 
Explore our connection to Earth. 
Tune into our breath. 
Become curious about how we are doing. 
Listen in and hear what we need. 

This, for me, is necessary every day. 
I have to unplug . . . at least for a bit. 
I have to unplug . . .  in order to plug myself back in. 
I need to be re-sourced. 

This isn’t indulgent. Or because I’m too sensitive. Or weak. 

It’s because I want to continue showing up. 
Meeting the moment. 
As my highest best self. 
And frankly? 
She’s angry. 
And worn down. 
And sometimes wants to curl up in a ball underneath a plushy blanket. 

And that is part of who I am, and I’m good with all of that. 
Because that’s real. 

And, I want to rise up. 
Be of service. 
Live my yoga out in the world. 

So, I unplug from the external and find effective ways to come back in. 

Movement is essential. 
Stillness is essential.
Talking with a trusted friend works wonders. 
Silence is sometimes the better choice. 
Connection with nature reminds me of real power, and strength, and grace, and beauty. 
Consecutive nights of good sleep feel like magic. 

Honestly . . . the how of it? Isn’t important. 

But the commitment to it? To ourselves. Especially in this moment. 
It’s imperative. 

With love and longing for peace,

~ m