This truth is something that I have lived through, and held to when my feelings didn’t match my reality.
I have always, ALWAYS, struggled with anxiety. My earliest memories are of 3 or 4 year old me being terrified of so many things.
As a survivor of trauma, medical trauma, and some pretty dark stuff, I have the emotional and physical scars to prove my resilience.
When you’re constantly coming from a place of exhaustion, fear, and survival, it can be extremely difficult to pause and invest in yourself.
I am so grateful for the gently nudging of my friends and loved ones and the opportunity to spend a little time each day and evening boosting my physical and mental strength.
The routine has carried me through the low points of not feeling up to it. My mind and body craves the movement, craves the meditation, craves the super food nourishment.
Even on the days when I feel “too much” I always feel a little lighter, breathe a little easier, because I took time to focus and reset. In those 35 minutes each morning, there’s nothing but me and the mat.