05/01/2026
“May the wonders of the earth call you forth from all your small, secret prisons and set your feet free in the pastures of possibilities.”
― excerpt A Blessing for Beauty by John O’Donohue
This week: “…When I pan out, the only real problem, and it remains a rather large monster of a problem, is me.
I overvalue productivity by habit, committing to too many deadlines. But somewhere in my thirties, I misplaced the willpower to override my need for *lifelines*.
My inner rebel refuses the pressure while my inner pleaser wilts under the critical eye of my incomplete task list. While they wrestle, I disassociate into television, like a pod person waiting for instructions.
Based on a lengthy history of wins, my mind still tries to headlock me into submission. It’s an overused maneuver though and my body has learned how to squirm out of it, to take me outside to watch the birds instead.
Then, and only then, do I find my way back to the list without all that paralyzing resistance…at least until my mind once again forgets the new hierarchy of authority.
As (wonderfully) inefficient as it might seem, body and soul must come first.”
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