I am feeling tired this morning. Let me think about how to get my equilibrium back . . .
Perhaps we feel polluted.
Or perhaps we feel like an ancient tree with the ground beneath us hollowed out.
It's time to return to the ancient practices:
A good book might cure our ills.
A pot of tea couldn't hurt.
Maybe some exercise.
But above all, some time to notice the way the light shifts.
We can spare a few moments here and there each day for these recalibrations.
In these ways, we will be restored.
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