Grounding

"...and forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the wind longs to play with your hair." - Kahlil Gibran

When I feel too much. When I'm afraid or anxious or emotional or overwhelmed...I float away...detaching from my body. Watching myself from miles away, I used to think it was safer there...and maybe it was at some points...but it is also lonely, distant, and cold...my soul tethered by a thread, rocked tenuously with each passing breeze - a balloon drifting through the clouds and out of sight.

So I practice. Gently coaxing myself back to the earth. A sweet beckoning call from self to self, reeling the pieces back together one turn at a time, one breath at a time. Choosing to feel and to feel deeply. Choosing to be here in this body in this moment. Choosing to come home.

Nestle into the earth. Soak in the sun's warm caress. Feel the wind's fingers through your hair. Ground.