In Anne we trust. As for rest, I like to think of it as ‘breathing space’ which I define as ‘small moments of downtime, often’. Sometimes it’s sipping a cup of tea and having a good stare out the window, letting the mind wander. It seems like nothing but we know that being in mellow states like this so beneficial for the brain and nervous system. 💛
Thank you, Jodi! My way of thriving in this wild ride is to share simple ways to reset and soften using our own voices. Sound healing. Still, this is gold. I'm "having a good stare out the window" right now. ☕ Ahhhh...
So much love to you, Anne, and to every dear person clinging to this post as to a tree branch in a rushing river. Love abides. Love wins. It must. It can. It will.
The lifey people! Yes! Love that. Life knows how to life. How to rest, to recover, to root, and when to erupt into color and joy for no reason other than the love and life of it. Thank you.
My therapist Margaret tells me to go to the lake and rest. There is a shadow in my life ( our 44 year old son who lives with us has a dual diagnosis and my brother who lives with chronic depression) and I’m learning about healthy boundaries and how not to enable them. So when I rest by gentle waves I breathe and relax.
It is amazing how healing a nap is! Also, just resting while doing “nothing.” Watching birds, butterflies, and trees swaying in the wind from my hammock are wonderful miracles that bring me so much peace and joy.
Thank you for your positive messages. You are an answer to my prayers for encouragement.
A dear, dear friend of mine sent me two gifts today. One was a forwarding of your "Waves" Subsack, and the other was an etheric blanket on which to rest. She said, "You probably saw this? What a wonderful piece."
And you know what? I saw it; I saw your name. My inner Soul voice said to me, "You should read this." And then my other inner Mind voice said, "You can't today. You don't have the time." and I rushed through my morning and early afternoon, going nonstop with everything in front of me, the war living in the background, my many commitments driving the show.
And then, after receiving this delicious email. I stopped. And read. And cried. And now, I rest. Between waves.
Very beautifully expressed as painful as it is very beautifully expressed. Have been through this shit before I’m not looking forward to it again but here we are We have to keep trying our best to do the right thing despite all odds.
Yes, so many of us are treading water together. Thank you for this reminder. It is encouraging to acknowledge our weariness and remember the hopefulness we possess deep inside midst this seemingly endless cacophony of disheartening news and needless violence.
Thank you Anne, and every one who added extra value with their comments - even on the other side of the literal ocean (given that I'm in Europe) this is very much needed. And uplifting. And healing. And such a good reminder that YES bobbing in between waves is how we survive.
Because every time A Clearly Insane President throws even the smallest of pebbles in the pond, the ripples get straight to our shores, scary and relentless and increasingly baffling.
And now I'm going to put my Water Metaphors box aside and do 5 mins of nothing.
As always, Anne, the pithy punch my aching heart needed to start rhythmically pumping once again. Your words sear straight through and yet with the gentleness of a friend walking us to the library for our favorite book. I don’t know how you do it, but holy shit sister, you do it every time. God bless.
This really resonated.
The hardest part about rest is that we usually don’t realize how exhausted we are until someone gives us permission to stop moving.
Floating between waves isn’t quitting.
It’s how swimmers survive the ocean.
Yay Suzy! Synchronized swimming with Anne’s gorgeous ocean metaphor 🌊🧜♀️
Well said Suzy! Thank you
I can’t believe how much I needed this today!! Thank you, Anne - you truly make my heart smile 🥰
In Anne we trust. As for rest, I like to think of it as ‘breathing space’ which I define as ‘small moments of downtime, often’. Sometimes it’s sipping a cup of tea and having a good stare out the window, letting the mind wander. It seems like nothing but we know that being in mellow states like this so beneficial for the brain and nervous system. 💛
Thank you, Jodi! My way of thriving in this wild ride is to share simple ways to reset and soften using our own voices. Sound healing. Still, this is gold. I'm "having a good stare out the window" right now. ☕ Ahhhh...
So much love to you, Anne, and to every dear person clinging to this post as to a tree branch in a rushing river. Love abides. Love wins. It must. It can. It will.
Love is.
The lifey people! Yes! Love that. Life knows how to life. How to rest, to recover, to root, and when to erupt into color and joy for no reason other than the love and life of it. Thank you.
yum! Resting. We shall erupt like the bazillion camellia blossoms outside my window
My therapist Margaret tells me to go to the lake and rest. There is a shadow in my life ( our 44 year old son who lives with us has a dual diagnosis and my brother who lives with chronic depression) and I’m learning about healthy boundaries and how not to enable them. So when I rest by gentle waves I breathe and relax.
It is amazing how healing a nap is! Also, just resting while doing “nothing.” Watching birds, butterflies, and trees swaying in the wind from my hammock are wonderful miracles that bring me so much peace and joy.
Thank you for your positive messages. You are an answer to my prayers for encouragement.
A dear, dear friend of mine sent me two gifts today. One was a forwarding of your "Waves" Subsack, and the other was an etheric blanket on which to rest. She said, "You probably saw this? What a wonderful piece."
And you know what? I saw it; I saw your name. My inner Soul voice said to me, "You should read this." And then my other inner Mind voice said, "You can't today. You don't have the time." and I rushed through my morning and early afternoon, going nonstop with everything in front of me, the war living in the background, my many commitments driving the show.
And then, after receiving this delicious email. I stopped. And read. And cried. And now, I rest. Between waves.
Thank you, Amba for dropping your saltwater tears into the ocean of grief we feel swimming in this insanity 💧 And for dropping your truth here
Thank you, Christine for your thank you.
We will be the lifey people. Blessed be.
Very beautifully expressed as painful as it is very beautifully expressed. Have been through this shit before I’m not looking forward to it again but here we are We have to keep trying our best to do the right thing despite all odds.
Excellent and essential message, Annie. Thank you. ❤️
Yes, so many of us are treading water together. Thank you for this reminder. It is encouraging to acknowledge our weariness and remember the hopefulness we possess deep inside midst this seemingly endless cacophony of disheartening news and needless violence.
Balm to my exhausted spirit...
This cortisol ridden person needed this in my inbox at this exact moment... a reminder to rest and be lifey.
Thank you Anne, and every one who added extra value with their comments - even on the other side of the literal ocean (given that I'm in Europe) this is very much needed. And uplifting. And healing. And such a good reminder that YES bobbing in between waves is how we survive.
Because every time A Clearly Insane President throws even the smallest of pebbles in the pond, the ripples get straight to our shores, scary and relentless and increasingly baffling.
And now I'm going to put my Water Metaphors box aside and do 5 mins of nothing.
Wait! Don't stop with the water metaphors, Stefania! Some of us mermaids swim in that ocean; you are feeding us with drops of love.
As always, Anne, the pithy punch my aching heart needed to start rhythmically pumping once again. Your words sear straight through and yet with the gentleness of a friend walking us to the library for our favorite book. I don’t know how you do it, but holy shit sister, you do it every time. God bless.