somatic awareness

There was a time when anxiety felt like hell on earth. My mind spun stories so fast I could barely breathe and my body reacted to my imaginings. The only thing that quieted the noise in my head was using my hands by shaping metal, stringing beads, and making something real. Even if it was a horrible design or ugly, it was beautiful to me because I wasn’t in a fear state for a blessed amount of time. The result of my action was tangible and allowed me to see my progress in staying present. Slowly, the fear loosened its grip and curiosity slipped inRead More →