I do my best thinking and praying at the beach.
Today I had one of those honest journal sessions where the truth rises gently⦠but clearly.
Hereās what I uncovered:
I am tired.
Iāve been pushing too hard.
And the biggest emotion I didnāt even realise I was carrying⦠was anger.
Not towards anyone else.
Towards myself.
Wow. What a realisation.
Sometimes anger isnāt loud.
It shows up as exhaustion.
As overdoing.
As being harder on yourself than youād ever be on anyone else.
Naming it was powerful.
Because what we name, we can soften.
And what we soften, we can release.
Rest doesnāt come easily to me ā but Iām learning that rest is not quitting, itās self-respect.
Later today, I attended one of my favourite things ā Secret Sunrise in my hometown. And it reminded me of something so important:
⨠Movement is medicine.
So much of what we carry doesnāt leave through thinking ā
it leaves through movement.
Through dancing.
Through breath.
Through letting the body lead.
This is why Iām back to my somatic workouts ā not to fix myself, but to release what my body has been holding. Trauma doesnāt only live in the mind⦠it lives in the body too.
So hereās a gentle Sunday check-in for you:
š¤ What is something youāve been avoiding⦠that you know you need to do less of?
Less pushing.
Less proving.
Less self-judgment.
And maybe⦠more dancing.
More softness.
More presence.
Put music on in your kitchen.
Dance for one song in your bedroom.
Let your nervous system exhale.
⨠Confidence comes from within.
From listening.
From honesty.
From compassion.
Iām so deeply grateful to walk this journey with you ā not ahead of you, not above you ā but alongside you.
Let Sunday be gentle.
Let your body speak.
And if all you do today is breathe, move, and be kind to yourself⦠that is more than enough.
Always Shine,
BB āØ