The calm. A quiet resilience. A soft atmosphere. A still air. Your unruffled mind. Unspeaking existence.
When your heart goes silent. Your every feeling fades away. Truly when you've decided you cannot control all the moments, all the feelings. The way you think becomes less critical. The way you move with less motion. Even the way you breathe becomes mindless. The routine of it all just stops.
The calm. What should be unnerving admittedly feels impeccable for this one exact moment. An exemplary absolute silence surrounds every nerve inside your body. It is basically therapeutic to let go. The moment when you forget to control how you feel. The exhaustion of caring about what seems to be four hundred things all at once just disappears. The excitement, the sadness, the anger, the happiness, the anxiety. Instead of all at once, it becomes none at all.
Let yourself feel what it can be like to care less. Understand what life can be if you learn how to lose things. Lose yourself. Lose the worry. Lose the fear. Lose the excitement. Lose the instant reaction to everything . Bad things happen. Good things happen, and sometimes both things happen. And sometimes they happen for no reason at all. Sometimes good comes from the bad, and sometimes bad from good. And, always most importantly, sometimes things just are what they are.
During the bad sometimes, we seek to change it. We try to control the outcome of every tiny unfortunate event that comes along. We talk over ourselves. We talk to ourselves. We project loudly. We yell. We scream. We cry. We throw punches hoping one lands. We make excuses. We place blame on everyone. We tear ourselves down, and try to renew everything we thought we knew about ourselves.
During the good sometimes, we react so quickly, we forget to feel it. What comes next? We seek to get that rush again. We retrace our footsteps to recreate the moment. We jump for joy. We project loudly. We yell. We scream. We cry. We tell ourselves we aren't worthy of anything. We tell everyone it happened to us and not because of us.
The calm. The beautiful antidote to the chaos of constantly controlling every moment. The rest for the crazy jumbled mess in your brain. The feeling of being clear and letting yourself just be without the insanity pulling you seven different ways. Without the second guessing and the stress of what you feel being right or wrong or too much or too little. The moment you decide to not have the fight inside you anymore. The constant intensity that feels like a weight on your very existence.
It's not a happiness. It's not a sadness. It's not anger. It's a place of peace. A place for the stillness to undeniably resonate.
The calm. Letting go of every instinct to control every response. Eliminating the need to react. Giving every emotion inside of you a necessary break from the continuous fight to be front and center. The loud becomes quiet. The static becomes black. The movement becomes still.
You're extremely accustomed to feeling every tiny thing that happens to you. You feel every tiny thing that happens to other people. Every tiny moment creates a response. Everything makes you feel. Something. Some way. You don't always want to feel every single thing. So there comes that moment you finally let yourself rest.
Give your heart a break from the extreme highs and lows and all the of the random stuff in between. Tell your brain to lay off the constant motion. Each limb understanding that "go" isn't the only option in life. Each breath feels less strained, and each word slows down.
The calm. the moment of understanding. The moment of release. The moment of relaxation. Every feeling you feel is present and vibrant, but also exhausting and complicated. A calm frees you from having to endure every ounce of emotion during every second of the day. It severs all the ties with the stress of always acknowledging the way you feel. When you recognize that you are perpetually emotional, the calm is a beautiful welcomed break from the rollercoaster of constant and instant reaction. A welcomed respite from the part of you that is terrified of not feeling alive.
It never lasts too long. There's always something that needs your attention. There's always some type of way to feel, and that's life, but those calm moments can refresh. The calm recharges in a way you can forget you need. You don't always have to feel. You can just be.
When your heart goes silent. Your every feeling fades away. Truly when you've decided you cannot control all the moments, all the feelings. The way you think becomes less critical. The way you move with less motion. Even the way you breathe becomes mindless. The routine of it all just stops.
The calm. What should be unnerving admittedly feels impeccable for this one exact moment. An exemplary absolute silence surrounds every nerve inside your body. It is basically therapeutic to let go. The moment when you forget to control how you feel. The exhaustion of caring about what seems to be four hundred things all at once just disappears. The excitement, the sadness, the anger, the happiness, the anxiety. Instead of all at once, it becomes none at all.
Let yourself feel what it can be like to care less. Understand what life can be if you learn how to lose things. Lose yourself. Lose the worry. Lose the fear. Lose the excitement. Lose the instant reaction to everything . Bad things happen. Good things happen, and sometimes both things happen. And sometimes they happen for no reason at all. Sometimes good comes from the bad, and sometimes bad from good. And, always most importantly, sometimes things just are what they are.
During the bad sometimes, we seek to change it. We try to control the outcome of every tiny unfortunate event that comes along. We talk over ourselves. We talk to ourselves. We project loudly. We yell. We scream. We cry. We throw punches hoping one lands. We make excuses. We place blame on everyone. We tear ourselves down, and try to renew everything we thought we knew about ourselves.
During the good sometimes, we react so quickly, we forget to feel it. What comes next? We seek to get that rush again. We retrace our footsteps to recreate the moment. We jump for joy. We project loudly. We yell. We scream. We cry. We tell ourselves we aren't worthy of anything. We tell everyone it happened to us and not because of us.
The calm. The beautiful antidote to the chaos of constantly controlling every moment. The rest for the crazy jumbled mess in your brain. The feeling of being clear and letting yourself just be without the insanity pulling you seven different ways. Without the second guessing and the stress of what you feel being right or wrong or too much or too little. The moment you decide to not have the fight inside you anymore. The constant intensity that feels like a weight on your very existence.
It's not a happiness. It's not a sadness. It's not anger. It's a place of peace. A place for the stillness to undeniably resonate.
The calm. Letting go of every instinct to control every response. Eliminating the need to react. Giving every emotion inside of you a necessary break from the continuous fight to be front and center. The loud becomes quiet. The static becomes black. The movement becomes still.
You're extremely accustomed to feeling every tiny thing that happens to you. You feel every tiny thing that happens to other people. Every tiny moment creates a response. Everything makes you feel. Something. Some way. You don't always want to feel every single thing. So there comes that moment you finally let yourself rest.
Give your heart a break from the extreme highs and lows and all the of the random stuff in between. Tell your brain to lay off the constant motion. Each limb understanding that "go" isn't the only option in life. Each breath feels less strained, and each word slows down.
The calm. the moment of understanding. The moment of release. The moment of relaxation. Every feeling you feel is present and vibrant, but also exhausting and complicated. A calm frees you from having to endure every ounce of emotion during every second of the day. It severs all the ties with the stress of always acknowledging the way you feel. When you recognize that you are perpetually emotional, the calm is a beautiful welcomed break from the rollercoaster of constant and instant reaction. A welcomed respite from the part of you that is terrified of not feeling alive.
It never lasts too long. There's always something that needs your attention. There's always some type of way to feel, and that's life, but those calm moments can refresh. The calm recharges in a way you can forget you need. You don't always have to feel. You can just be.
This is wonderful. I needed this today, and I can use it every day. Sublimely introspective and extraordinarily loving. Thank you so much ♥️
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