The day can’t demand anything without our consent. So what, then, have we agreed to, consciously or no, that’s left us feeling tense? in moments of tension, i tend to reflect on the spaciousness allowed between decision-making and action, and whether that space was used for the highest good of those impacted by the action(s). Long walks and tea support this process. gaming doesn’t. depending on how well equipped i am to face the truth, i opt for the first, and find gratitude in the detour, when nakedness precedes understanding.
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