If it seems like the sky is falling (and girl ((or boy)), I know the feeling. As of late, quite literally — “raindrops are fallin on my head”), then can we just please take a blessed moment to stop — “hey, what’s that sound?”
[“Everybody look, what’s going down.”]
“It is the sound of…” // s e r e n i t y.
Wait, what? Look, I’m sorry if I’m not making sense. I’m speaking my own language. And I’m hoping some of what I’m saying will speak to you.
Speaking openly can be a challenge. Letting people see our thoughts, our process, our personhood. I can’t speak for you, but I can speak for myself. And for me… It’s easy to get comfortable in my head. Too comfortable.
And to just kind of…
In that headspace.
One of the things I’m working on as an individual with social anxiety is making my outer environment a safe space. By projecting a kind of shield of serenity filled with self-bliss. And here’s how I do that.
We all have our things that -to us- encapsulate pure bliss. Think on it. I’ll think on it, too.
Okay, got it? For me it’s things like…
Watching scary movies on a gloomy afternoon. Rediscovering my favorite headband from oh… let’s just say somewhere between 1-2 decades ago, emphasis on the ‘teens. (Shoot man, I’ve lived decades.) Or feeling luxurious lounging -oh so casually, darling- in silk pants and cashmere top on your one. Sacred. Day off.
All this while presumably eating bonbons by the fire. Duh.
Okay, so that last bit is [a bit] of a fantasy. And of course, I can’t always have all of these things at once. (Sometimes even at all.)
But sometimes. Sometimes dreams do come true. Like discovering said dreamy silk pant/cashmere top duo for $9.50 at the local Goodwill. And the gorgeous, gorgeous Cole Haan loafers pictured below?
$15.00 at my new favorite thrift store in the heart of downtown.
(You could of course purchase these bad boys brand new for upwards of $100.00 — but, really, why torture your checkbook?)
This spells B L I S S to me. But hey, I’m a simple girl.
What’s your bliss?
Think about it. Find some sort of way to clothe yourself in it. Know that you can do this. You got this. And you are surrounded by a fortress of love.
Go out into the world and live your beautiful purpose.
Music is therapy. For those of you wondering,
“raindrops are fallin on my head” | Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head by B.J. Thomas
“hey, what’s that sound?”//“everybody look, what’s going down.” | For What It’s Worth by Buffalo Springfield
“It is the sound of…” | The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel
Clothing described above.