When You Have No Words (and all the words)
What to do when you have no words to speak but need to write? Mostly because you're tired of thinking but don't feel like talking but need to put the words somewhere other than the swirling cyclone of synapses in your brain. Where do you start? And then you wonder what's the point anyways? Does any of this matter? Does it matter if it matters?
Tonight is moody. It's raining. The state of the world is terrifying. The perfect recipe for an extended existential fog. Which, honestly, started rolling in long before the dusk. Thoughts and ideas appear but they don't linger long enough to actually make sense before the next forces its way into your mind, fighting for your attention and stifling your creativity.
I'm in need of some serious grounding. My fellow vata dominant constitutions will relate. The sudden change in weather, the damp chill in the air can send us into a spiral of feeling detached and restless. Often you're so far out of balance before you realize it's happening. Such is the vata nature.
And sometimes writing when you have no words to speak helps you realize what's really bothering you. It's time to return to my grounding rituals that I pretty much abandoned when summer arrived. And I'll admit, this year, it's way earlier in the season of cold than it is when I normally become aware that something is askew. And for that, I'm grateful.
Be well my friends. Take time to care for yourself. And don't apologize for it.