I have more drafts than published posts here. This is one of the drafts, that was near the top, no title, the first two sentences caught my eye, so I am sharing it now. Oh the time it really does fly.
2015 was a whirlwind.
Today I am home, it's a snow day, shuffling around the house, tending to small children. Today is a slow day. Snow day slow day. My being is reverberating like a bell, still. Slowing down can be such a challenge. And an asset. But you burn out if you can't find pockets of relative stillness here and there.
It all comes back to self-care, meditation, rest. For me, at least. Nourishing the self. There are two days after today before the new year.
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