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Reminder that you're human!! I love you<333
Take care of yourself, mi amor ☺️
my girlfriend and i made cookies for our queer “neighbors” !! i rlly want to make friends in the neighborly way :) wish us luck!!
@hannihugs 🦍🦌
11:11 as I type 🍂💫 Live Oak is one of my favorite pockets of the city— and getting to walk pups (or on my lonesome) among the tangling trees and bright waters is always a delight!
It seems, as I type, that we have finally brought in the rest of autumn this week— and days of 70° highs like this are slimming out of the forecast for a few months :3 it makes it extra special when i get to slip away to the lake ^_^
Cannot wait for the holidays!!
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The past week or so has been one of routine; one of cleaning inside my self and outside amidst new changes! My brother recently moved out, so Mel and I are taking over his old room, which was my old room. We’ve been redoing it, and are currently still in the process. All we’ve really done is paint it, pull up all of the staples, rip up the carpet and well now that I say this, I guess we’ve done a lot!!
But we still have a long way to go, and I really am enjoying the process of being in a process if that makes sense. Since it’s bigger than just one project (but still part of ONE larger one) it allows for a lot of internal growth honestly. A lot of time spent doing monotonous tasks with a lot of room to think. I really like the routine of thinking I like sitting down and going through stuff, writing stuff down… brain dumping if you will!
I really enjoy having intentional conversations with myself. I think it allows for a lot of thoughts and ideas that are less likely to occur organically (now[there is no telling of a future]).
That being said, I am no stranger to overthinking, and its larger clouded web from having too much time in my head.
Not because I’m necessarily fixated with anxiety on one thing, but because it’s just so easy to sort of have thinking be a vessel for spiraling into unneeded anxieties.
So yes, just overthinking- overstimulating your brain.
So then those monotonous tasks, like pulling up staples, and like painting a room, they can cause so much room for that overthought. I’ve really been trying to use those moments as an opportunity to exercise some mental skills of being present. And I think that being present is a constant struggle or area of work for any person. That it is the largest struggle for purpose. So I try to take the overthought, the lapses, with grace and consideration for my Self. And ironically, a lot of being present is just turning that off completely. But it’s a 2 3 4 5 6 7 step process. (So then come in the grace and consideration)
It was nice because I was able to come back to myself and say OK. I am pulling up staples right now. This is how much pressure I am using. This is where I am putting the staple. This is what the staple looks like. It is kind of like those grounding methods of five things you can see, naming all the red objects in the room, that sort of thing.
And since I’ve just been, you know, holed up working on moving stuff, folding clothes, re-organizing things, and what not, it’s been allowing me to be so much more grateful for the time I spend outside. That coupled with the fatigue that comes with manual labor. I’ve just enjoyed being more calm, I guess.
I’m going to continue to try to apply this until it hopefully becomes more innate again, but I’m trying to enjoy the entire journey; and I am.
As I’ve been typing this, I’ve actually been doing speech to text (coming back in to edit out all the technological errors) while on a walk with my dog. I’m gonna go and enjoy the air with her, enjoy the sun with her. Enjoy the birds, enjoy the grass. I hope everyone takes care.
I am beyond excited for the approaching summer, which feels so distant with the dreary San Antonio weather we’ve been having. Each day cloudy, yet each day persistent to move the seasonal train forward into warmth and sunshine. And the excitement is the conductor!
This entire last year, Mel has had a running joke that each season they experience becomes their new favorite season. And I agree entirely with the continued optimism! Since moving back to Texas this past August, there has been a renewed sense of wonder and want for experience. It feels like experiencing life with a new lens. But I have to say, I have discovered my least favorite season!
Late spring! (Dun dun dunnnnnn!)
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Perhaps the reasoning is that the period of time, between spring and summer, is brimming too much with anticipation. So much excitement for a future not yet tangible. Of trips to bodies of water, and days spent with my mama, who is free from the Spring semester in Academia. These cloudy days cannot help but feel stagnant and paled in comparison. But maybe, I can find excitement in that too. In the period of waiting, the period of wanting. Maybe it is more to do with how I process the yearning, and how I interpret this feeling of lack.
My hope is that this time next year (or maybe this time tomorrow! If I am able to fully actualize this optimism), I will feel more acceptance with the boredom of this “side” season. I won’t take the cloud cover for granted, perhaps I’ll learn to love solo dates into nature; when the sun does not beat down onto soft human skin.
I am always aching to find more light, acceptance, and hope in my time on earth in a human body. To not look at stormy days, both internally and externally, as a threat to my wellbeing. To find a continuous momentum, not wary of stopping and starting again, and not scared of falling because of itself.
[…](full post on my website!)
Some highlights of yesterdays river trip
• letting the fish suck at our skin. When they felt safe, we had over ten fish each on our hands! Creating a momentary symbiotic relationship. Trust in nature
• a kid in the family by us yelling “we are all connected!!” (Referring to their tubes, but true)
• we were skipping rocks, and then the groups near us began skipping rocks. It was such a sweet human moment
• the feeling of drizzling rain on already wet skin.
•we somehow chose the best fruit ever. Seriously the cantaloupe MELTED in my mouth. The cherries were so dark and sweet.
•getting to watch Aleric in his element (fishing)
•looking up at the caves along the cliff face, the same ones I imagined climbing into as a little girl.
•we got to see lots of cool bugs !!
There’s more (there always is :3) , but I have to pee! And this caption is long enough
Every man is a legend if there’s someone to tell their story.
Dudes be like “the man the myth the legend” and its just their pal greg
the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, especially with the help of a physical therapist, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.
a selection of beasts i resonate w this week