Does it feel expansive or constricting?
As I contemplate what move to make, what the next steps are, which direction to move - I often find myself confused, tied in knots, going round in circles as I seem to question, over-analyse, try to understand and unpick a cocktail of feelings and emotions. Things can seen to feel good and bad at the same time. Exciting but terrifying - And then I wonder if it doesn't completely feel comfortable maybe it's not quite right.
A useful message from @iamsahararose's podcast about what to do when you feel stuck is thinking does the idea feel expansive or constricting - does it make you want to expand, grow, or does it feel limiting, restricting?
And importantly - something can feel expansive AND scary! It's ok for things to feel scary sometimes ...It's likely that anything new will feel scary in fact.
It was also a useful reminder that we don't have to choose one thing and stick to it. It's ok to try and realise something isn't right for us. There's no expectation to just do one thing. Trying, moving, having a go is all part of our evolvement. A path moving to one destination - with lessons along the way.
Tuning in, understanding how I feel, finding courage - surfaces again for me. 🙏 What feels expansive? What feels constricting? What am I scared of? How can I overcome that?
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📸 16 April 2019, feeling expansive on Pentire Headland
I always felt attached to my maiden name. Not because of some absurd concept of family line. But simply it was ethnically ambiguous and left people perplexed. I don't like assumptions from strangers, so it always fit me well to stay low key in life. With a new married name that's easy to clock, it has been a new experience. It's more political than I expected, but I'm a very political person, so can't I say it's fitting. 😂 But, I'm being asked things I'm not qualified or prepared to answer. Culture is political and vice versa. 🤔
Sitting here at my favourite coffee shop now as a father of 4 at 37 and I'm contemplating life. I don't know where I stand on luck really, I have been given mostly opportunity and safety in my existence so far on this earth and that part is the luck of life I suppose, I'm also proud of what I've done with that luck, I choose to be kind most of the time and to appreciate and value people in my life so I'm proud of that. Thankyou to all of my clients in the past year of Private Practice, I've learnt so many things about the world from you all and feel so priveledged to be a small part of your lives. I hope to continue to be a consistent positive influence and look forward to the future. For the moment though, this moment of peace with a hot coffee is brilliant! #psychology#contemplating#newlife#letswork#influence#aboutime#luck#choosekindness
They forgot I needed care
Only seeing the bark encased around me
That they used to scale me
Plucking my fruit one by one
Then as I bore more
Convinced my sturdy frame could more than meet the demand
They passed my sustaining orbs out as if it was their own
When only my highest remained
They stretched their arms
Fingertips brushing the firm bottoms
Rocking them from the perch I held them on
They ran away with all my stuff
Used me to rob me
And while they stood on my back reaching
I protected them from the wind
Shielded them from the rain
Excused the knife as a tool to only hold me tighter
Even when their feet twisted it a bit
As they used it to reach higher
To grasp more of my fruit
And when the wind whistled through my barren leaves
Swaying the top fruit slightly
They climbed climbed down to gather under the branches
Watching as they swayed
Gazing upward as if my gifts would be falling from the heavens
Caught what had been given to decay to eventually replenish me
So I used my tears to nourish my roots
To stand tall
Because after my flowers wilt no one comes back
No one gives back
I’m left once again to stand steady in rain
To brace myself against the wind
And to heal over my wounds
The knot a constant reminder of my placement
Of my gift
The only acknowledgment left of those nourished before
Who left when the only thing I had left required work and patience. —Poetic Philosophy @poetic_mistress#Poetry#PoeticPhilosophy#Contemplating#givers#MentalDisorders#Depression#Release#Healing#writing
38/100 of ordinary moments. Almost two weeks behind, but as I wrote on the calendar I made to keep track of my #100dayproject “Here and now is all that counts”. I went back to doing a blind one-line contour drawing for this one. Honestly, I don’t even know what ordinary moments are. Cause when I get down to it, any moment and anything has an extraordinary element to it. Every tick of a clock, every leaf of every tree, every gradient in the sky, every little wrinkle on a person’s skin is so intricate and unique and beautiful. I think there is a depth to all of it where the ordinary and the extraordinary merge. So, I’m struggling a bit with this project and don’t really know where I want to take it (or where I want it to take me?) but that’s where the magic happens I’ve heard 👀 #the100dayproject#100daysofordinarymoments#onelinedrawing#blindcontour#contemplating
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