I did some writing on it before I went to bed, acknowledging how weighted down the whole experience still made me feel. I was able to shift some of the heaviness via the writing and other tools that helped me feel more centered, and when I woke up the next day, I felt better. And in feeling better, I realized the comparison game I had been playing the day before was never going to help me navigate the situation— never ever ever. That split focus in energy was siphoning off what I could have used to maintain calm or try to maintain calm. But I also realized that inspite of that, I still did do the best that I could in the moment that things were unfolding— both during the main event, as well as later with the writing and centering tools before going to bed. This morning, after sinking my feet into the carpet of those realizations, as I was getting ready for my day, I happened upon this “random” little feather. My second “random” feather this week
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