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Since my move back in September, my life has been moving 90 mph. I obviously enjoy the beach during my work days, which is awesome. But for almost 6 months I have had plans, functions, trips and the like planned for 95% of my weekends. While my day-to-day life has been extremely more peaceful - I have been absolutely exhausted.
I took full advantage of enjoying Colorado, but I was SO excited to come home. BECAUSE I have no more weekend plans until the end of May. So I get to fully enjoy rest this spring at home. I get to enjoy my vegetable and herbs on my patio and I can start living slllooowww.
Here’s to days just walking along the shores with no weekend responsibilities above watering my plans and feeding Ophelia. I feel so rested today.
Tomorrow I will ride my bike to the bakery to get a loaf of bread. I will go early so it is fresh
Pls support my YouTube so I can make art for all of my life! Haha lighthearted but serious too
Benefits of living a Soft Life
Slowing down & Being Present. We often rush through life leaving us no time to enjoy it.
Less Stress. You will start to make decisions that make your life easier not harder when you switch your mindset to a soft lifestyle.
Increased Feminine Energy. You will feel happier & more at peace.
How to live a Soft Girl Life 🤍
the secret of your future is hidden in your daily routine
One of those things we may not want to hear but need to! 😻🔆😂
If we have been slacking, this is our cue to get back up again! We got this! 🤝
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Remember your wholeness within,
Love - Palalika
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Letting our intuition lead the way.
The map is within!
[Image courtesy: Instagram]
To conform or not, there's your answer
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Lurking in the nowhere of solitude
Music Room in Barcelona Remodel ideas for a medium-sized living room in a Mediterranean style home with a music area, gray walls, and a wall-mounted television.
So I have these two classmates and I'm thinking about writing a short fic about them. It will be more and less friends to lovers maybe a little bit enemies to lovers(they are always making fun of each other and sometimes theyre flirting, but if we ask if he/she like each other they would be like "no what the actual fuck why would I like e/she, she/he are so ugly" ), and it will be like really slow burn (like 4 years). Should I write it
lazy mornings, having a hot breakfast, reading on the couch, then listening to a new album and daydreaming about your stories.
be grateful for your life, because somewhere in the world there's someone dreaming of that life.
starting the year with crepes and classical music
having crepes for breakfast, listening to the vienna concert, crocheting and taking a walk. this is how a new year begins
slowly peeling and eating a tangerine in the sun is a form of therapy
we're all here for the first time. be kind
i go to the city, and it’s loud, busy, crowded.
oh but when i come home and there’s stars, and the smell of flowers, and everything is fine.
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My therapist called me out on trying to be “perfect” in recovery - i.e. needing to control my external environment to quell how out of control I feel on the inside.
Okay, I see you & hear you but I don’t know what to do with myself now. She recommended I go do something fun — what even is fun? People do things strictly for pleasure and not to improve themselves? People have energy and drive? People don’t live a rollercoaster life in their heads?
So I’ve kind of moped around for the last few days, reading books and being a blob. Also, overdosing on sugar because well, you know. Sugar.
I feel really dull and mentally tired today again even though I thought I’d wake up and feel better. Well, not better but motivated. Likely a sugar hangover.
So once again, I practice giving myself compassion. It’s okay that for the last few days I’ve only been able to read and eat sparingly. It’s OKAY. I’ve spent most of the 29 years of my life either trying to “fix” myself in a bout of frenzied energy or in a downward spiral or numb.
I can’t learn a new way of living overnight or even in a few days, few weeks. I have to stop holding myself to some arbitrary expectation of perfection and then shaming myself when I don’t meet it. It’s so hard to rewire the brain. SO HARD.
Gratitude today: I made a delicious cacao peanut butter superfood smoothie. I took a shower and washed my face. I drank a glass of water. I’m snuggled up with a good book and soft blankets. The sun is shining. I journaled. I texted a few friends. I remembered to take my meds. I opened a window for fresh air. I have people who genuinely love me. I’m physically healthy (for the most part). I have hope.
This is my best today. I am sober and healing my mind, body and soul. I love me. I am woman in the arena. Even on restful days, I am trying. I am giving myself what I need.
One day, I hope to believe myself when I say that.
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Feels like I’m losing my mind every other day.
Questioning my sense of reality more often than I ever have. Am I crazy?
I’m exhausted.
Take a seat, have a break