Even Keeled

Date afternoon with my sister: truffle toast with wild mushrooms <3

Something I learned in a yoga training in December was using the seasons as a metaphor for life and looking at life in terms of cycles. What I love about winter is it’s known as the time to hibernate. To plan. To assess. To take stock. To slow down.

I am entering a new phase in life where I feel like some sort of fog has lifted. I have always felt as if following someone else’s successful path will work for me and get me to where they are. But do I want to be where they are? Not really, because that’s not my life. Despite how much I sometimes wish I had aspects of other peoples lives more often than not I am referring to people on social media. And I have realized two things: 1. I never really knew I was thinking like this. It always felt safe to imitate and mimic what others did. It wasn’t until I slowed down and really started spending time with myself and engaging with hobbies I genuinely love that this first part of the fog started to life. 2. I literally do not know these people. Most of them anyway. So it is impossible for me to judge whether they are actually happy and if the roles were reversed they wouldn’t be able to judge me. Truthfully, the only people whose opinion I truly care about are those in my immediate life. I am no influencer. I don’t have a desire to make a name for myself on social media by taking to an extreme end of a point of view or way of life. The fact of the matter is (the matter being my life), is that I am just trying my best. That’s who I am. Everyday. Just doing what I can as me to be the best version of me. Because that’s all I can truly control. Is how I engage with my life.

So the significance of even keeled? That’s my mood right now. I feel relatively stable and in tune. In this season of life I am feeling like I am finding my rhythm. And it’s fun.