Days of chasing our own tails as we twist ourselves into flexibility burdened like mules with our responsibilities daily life a scream machine without the thrill or adventure but the racing heart the careful plan the hours spent out until we bankrupt ourselves - Caroline A. Slee
self care
Savasana
Savasana the breath before the storm as daily chaos retreats a world become silent as breath and thought entwine holding strong against the interruptions that never cease - Caroline A. Slee
Rainbows and Palm Trees
The comfort of the familiar as our pace changes and our rhythms shift to mesh with island life a respite before the return to “having it all” by doing it all around the clock in our madness but in this moment we have the sun and the waves and the space around us a break … Continue reading Rainbows and Palm Trees
White Noise
Asleep in a world away drowning out the noise and clutter allowing my mind into free fall and no structure limbs spread like a starfish at sea white noise blanketing me away from the outside erasing everything that seeks me for disruption - Caroline A. Slee
Oxen
Before the yoke was fitted fastened over strong shoulders the body was not a tool but an experience of the world Before the load was burdening us resting on our drive and purpose goals were not a checklist but an adventure unfurling around us If Atlas gave a careless shrug perhaps we can do the … Continue reading Oxen
Crisis #MondayBlogs
We hang on the sharp edge of emergency and danger strong fingers holding fast to slippery ledges We create our own crises one missed opportunity at a time rushing through boundaries and ignoring all warnings Until at last we choose peace a slower pace a life now spent living in full breath and full hope … Continue reading Crisis #MondayBlogs
After
We sell happiness with sunny pictures bright spaces asking for imagination without thought for the next moment We promote peace sharing blue skies and calm seas without a hint of storms or swells We forget what comes next the after to each moment the sigh for each breath the regroup before we gather our scattered … Continue reading After
Posture
Small shifts push into change a gentle motion to heal the body rest to restore and a surface to support us until pain falls away and strength returns - Caroline A. Slee
Scraps
We cling to scraps swift moments of time leftover meant for us to be living in the gaps between tasks and obligations there is time meant finally for us - Caroline A. Slee
Ceaseless #MondayBlogs
We journey we forge we push ahead Onward and forward and upward at once we find strange virtue in the strain and the burden we praise the hours without rest or pause or breath subverting the living into chore and task replacing purpose with mindless labors - Caroline A. Slee