Attention + Allowance
+ tricky, tricky expectations...
Reframing the need to always “do” to mark initiation,
and really wanting to meet the new year with “allowance”.
Allowing myself to rest in meeting the slowness I feel in my body.
The over-saturation I feel in my mind. The tenderness in my heart.
Creating space for this allowance to lead my attention…
Questioning how often expectation actually shows up to shape where my attention goes.
Expectation isn’t always loud or obvious.
It doesn’t always feel like pressure or ambition.
Sometimes it shows itself in what I am waiting to happen,
the impatience for change.
“I’ll feel better when x,y,z happens….”
“…Things will settle once x,y,z arrives.”
Before I realize it, my attention isn’t with what’s unfolding now.
It’s fixed on a future moment I believe will make everything feel okay.
