Spring is a tricky season.  It’s beautiful and sunshiny and green and gloomy and cloudy and cold and snowy and blueskies and dreamy and erupty and flowery and gah!

Fickle.  Spring is fickle.

It’s a time of beginning and change.  After all the stagnation and slowness of Winter, we’re finally getting things moving, opening the windows, diving in to Spring cleaning, planning the gardens.  And not just the plant ones.  Our lives have gardens too.  Things we grow, weed, and harvest.

So it’s no wonder we get a little mucked up.  When Mama Nature can’t make up her mind (are you listening Nebraska Weather? I’m talking to you) we get a little crazy.  Our bodies can’t decide if we are coming or going, and so we get a little…confused.  And this can manifest as anxiety.  We all experience anxiety a little differently.  For me, it is a geared up and frantic sensation, and a feeling of tightness and pulledupness in my chest.

I feel it most in Spring and Fall.  These are my favorite times of year, and they are also really hard for me.  I get so much inspired right now, and there are so many beautiful things available to do! I often try to do them all, and get pretty anxious in the process.

I have a few new ways of dealing with Spring, so she doesn’t take me out.

I really dig into my Yoga practice.

There’s a Zen saying that goes something like “Sit in meditation for 20 minutes.  Unless you don’t have time.  Then sit an hour.” I try to do at least a little Yoga, every day.  Sometimes it’s a breathing practice.  Sometimes it’s a Sun Salutation or 3.  Other times, it’s a full hour and a half of gahLORIOUS practice.  But I try to do it every day.

I make lists.

I like To Do Lists.  It helps create a little purpose for my day.  After my morning Yoga, I sit down with a cuppa tea, pull out my journal, and write down a list of things that could happen today.  At least 3.  Sometimes more.

I throw out lists.

Sometimes your day gets turned on its damn ear.  And everything you were gonna get done…doesn’t.  And that’s okay.  Toss the list.  Try again tomorrow.

I eat what I wanna eat.

Does this mean I’ll gain weight? Maybe.  But it also means I’m not freaking out about food.  Boom.

I focus.

I try to do one thing until it feels done, and then I hop to the next thing.  If it isn’t quite done but there’s something else I need to do, I either call it done or make a note to come back to it.  (Like this post.  I just made dinner.)

I move.

I pop on a playlist on Spotify and dance while making aforementioneddinner.  I walk the dogs.  I bike to and from work.  Whatever.  I just move a little bit.  Feels good, gets the blood moving, and gets me offa my bum.

I remember that I’m me.

I’m here doing my thing, and some days are rougher than others.

Do your thing. It’s your’s, and it’s perfect.

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