Staying aligned

The grogginess has finally lifted, making way for a mind buzzing with all of the unhelpful and most random thoughts. I’m thinking too much about what I should write [I’ve learned that whenever I use the word should, it’s not authentically what I want to be doing] and so my mind is full of unhelpful worker-bees, suggesting topics like we’re sat in an Ideas Brainstorm Session at a magazine company.

But I don’t want these ideas. I want to pour my soul onto this very page: unfiltered, no gimmicks, no teachings, no other agenda carefully and subtly threaded into the meaning of these words. I want to be open and raw because authenticity feels fucking great. Because in all honesty this practice is a type of mindfulness that nourishes me by just having an outlet for my busy mind to unload.

And because the more open I am about mental health, the more I can encourage those around me to be that little bit more open, with the end goal to tear down the stigmas that prevent us from looking after ourselves.