I don’t know what to do and that’s okay. Really okay. More than okay.
I am not supposed to know what to do.
I am not supposed to be ‘on top of it’.
When my nervous system is highly activated with anxiety, stress, overwhelm.
When my mind is coming up with a million and one things to fix, do and learn.
When my body is exhausted, stretched to it’s limit, processing a lot of energy.
All I can do is tend to myself. As best I can.
And that doesn’t mean rushing out to do the thing I think I have to do before it’s too late.
And it doesn’t mean adding a layer of ‘failure’ to my experience because it doesn’t feel good.
The hardest thing to ‘do’ sometimes is to stay put despite all the urges to run, rush, fix, figure out, jump over.
And we can be looking to get the answer from anyone.
That desperation. That impulse. That energy.
Doesn’t need to die by ‘sitting with it’ or ‘feeling it’ or ‘understanding it’.
Nothing needs to happen. Nothing needs to change.
Not the mind, not the body, not the nervous system.
Not this, not that, not the other.
It can just be as it is, like it is because it is.