This week is a cluster.
I have to remind myself to keep breathing. Slowly; deeply. I imagine the breath seeping all the way down to my toes, before lazily traveling back up through my body and then out into the universe.
Stress is challenging. I like to know things, plan things, control things. The times I feel the most panic and unease, is when I simply can’t.
I’m learning to sit with it. Be uncomfortable. Be okay with that.
This next weekend is Year Two of RelateCon. My baby, my conference. I’m excited, nervous, confident, optimistic, spread thin, happy. I’m all the things.
I’ve been hesitant to sit down and really explore through writing where I am within my personal relationship philosophy, but it is coming.
First though, conference.