My heart hurts a little. I think it’s mostly because I’m tired. I still get weary at the end of the day, and whilst I am so looking forward to curling up on the couch with my heated-pillow/security blanket and watching a movie, I am pushing myself a wee bit to get this blog post done. So that I’m free from it this weekend…

And I’m tired.

I watch my pushing-ness more and more these days. I am stepping into my pushing-ness – intentionally and unconsciously – less and less these days.

I’m allowing myself to relax, and to relax into okayness.

I still get caught off guard when someone points out that I’m pushing or striving or trying to do or be perfectly. I am doing that so much less than I used to, but I can still slip into it without knowing it.

They’ve been deeply engrained behaviors and coping skills, and I’m deeply un-engraining them more and more each day.

I’m relaxing more and more, and I’m relaxing into okayness more and more. Not aiming for perfect. Not aiming for great. Not aiming for A-WD. Not even aiming for good.

Just okay.

And I’m very okay with that.

I stopped my writing to meditate and sit. I’m feeling my feet in my cozy fuzzy slippers. I’m noticing my seat in my seat, and I’m breathing more coherently, more intentionally, more slowly, and more fully.

I’m relaxing my body, mind and spirit, and I’m aiming for just okay.

Because okay is more than enough, and I’m looking forward to the rest.

I’d love to hear your thoughts, and please share this post with others if it resonates with you!

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