Talking with a friend this week we realized how our bodies store anxiety at what feels like a constant level. Our shoulders are permanently stuck next to our ears. How did this happen? When did this sensation sneak in and take us over? The only place I have found a true relaxed state is in my studio. When I am able to breathe and work on the project at my fingers; time really does escape me, the real life that knocks at my door is hushed and my shoulders will begin to lower to where they are supposed to be. My theory is, "do this more!" I don't know what creates this happy place for you. Maybe a hand-stand, maybe a run, maybe sticking lollipop sticks into a tower. Whatever interest you find in life that makes your shoulders lower and your breathing start again at a natural rhythm why not "Do that more!"
2 comments:
You perfectly depicted my happy place... except I sew with my shoes ON!! :o))
Hi Joyful Quilter! Thank you so much for finding me ...yes i am funny like that ...I always have to sew in my socks! I hope you get to your happy place lots.
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