There are many heartwarming stories of how the world is coming together during this pandemic to offer help in ways that we had not been doing before. As we are helping others in little ways we are also helping ourselves. A simple telephone call to someone unable to get out, a smile shared over physical separation of two metres, zoom connections where I can laugh and joke with family and friends - small things that are making a big difference to my sense of wellbeing. Still anxiety has the power to emotionally incapacitate me. This is when I need to ask for help and I falter, delay and make excuses. It is easy to put off my own self care when I throw myself into looking after my family and ensure that they are comfortable. When I am not taking the time to replenish myself for the effort it takes to make everyone else happy, I am at a deficit and then things tend to go downhill from there. So I took the bold step of reaching out to a friend that offered psychological kinesiology. I am not sure what it is and will do some research later but I understand that it is a tool that may be used to transform perceptions of stress. I am being courageous and jumping in!
Splash! Hey that was refreshing. Now stop and feel everything. The tiny air bubbles forming on the surface of your skin, the temperature, your heartbeats..., and so on😌