Personal Reflection – July 18, 2025
This is a morning for reflection, isn't it?
I slept for 10 hours last night. Woke up and immediately changed into clean pajamas. I knew what this day was going to be.
Not a recovery day exactly. More like a recalibration day. A day to acknowledge how out of balance I’ve become, and how much I need to care for myself, not just functionally, but emotionally and spiritually too.
It’s been hot. Work has been relentless. Between my daughter, the dogs, the showcase song, the protocols, the relentless mental tabs open at all hours, I forgot how to just BE. Today, for the first time in a while, I chose stillness.
There are little tasks I want to complete today—like groceries and that Amazon order—and I plan to chip away at them without pressure. I might even work on a protocol, not for work, but for myself. I’m not touching the St. Mary’s garbage today; that’s a hard boundary. But I am interested in what I want to know, what makes me feel powerful and capable as a medic. That knowledge belongs to me.
I also want to read one of the articles for my education certificate. I need to double-check the due date, but I know it’s approaching. This is part of me reclaiming my identity as a learner, not just a responder.
The truth is, I want more diamonds in my life—not jewelry, but moments of clarity, of sparkle, of being seen and valued. Moments of alignment where I’m not just surviving the schedule, but actually living in rhythm with myself. Dance gives me some of that, when I make time for it.
So here I am. Pajamas on. Air conditioner humming. Dogs asleep. No calls pending. No chaos, just this breath and this cup of coffee. A very good start.
Maybe later, a little dancing. Maybe just in the kitchen. Maybe barefoot.
Maybe that’s what balance looks like today.
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