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The air is crisper, cooler, less heavy these days. My body feels the upcoming shift, noticing earlier evenings and damp mornings and feeling the chill in the air that calls for cardigans yet again. Summer in this city is glorious, but so very fleeting - and I already feel the beginning of my body's lament at the awareness of these ephemeral moments. There's an urgency to soak it all in. To tattoo the feel of the air and the sound of evening crickets and the way the sun shines through the trees on my heart so that the memory of sweet scents and the feel of thick air can carry me through the dark of winter, when frigid air frosts skin and bodies fail to warm. I wish there was a way to pause time, to freeze frame and live in one glorious moment for longer than the second life affords - and to hold on to the sweetness of this season a little longer. Yet time fails to slow, regardless of my pleas and persistent requests. The sun slips behind the horizon moments earlier each night, and the crispness of the morning continues to sharpen. This waning warmth will soon be replaced, and my body will hold tight to the beauty of this. Of evenings where air and skin feel seamless, where the forests teems with life and lushness. I will remember the beauty that is here, and hold gently the reality that life is loss, and that even in change there will be new wonders to discover. Light. Trees. Beauty. Fullness. Grateful. #nature #forest #forestwalk #beauty #naturalbeauty #grateful #gratitude #summer #seasons #loss #change #feelings #evening #sun #sunshine #trees #light #allthefeels #breathe #slow #mindful #mindfulness #notice #justbreathe #walk #attention #winnipeg #trailsmb #wpg #exploremb

Sometimes we pick partners who (unconsciously?) remind us of our parents. We recreate familiar childhood dynamics + may try to play out a different ending. Or we might find that our safety strategies are well-suited to another person who has a similar M.O. as our folks did. Sometimes that happens. But sometimes you date someone long enough to realize you'd end up divorced (like your parents) + ditch that guy + vow to be single, then meet someone really amazing + get married within 10 months of your first conversation. Because they're nothing like your parents + are exactly what you need. True story. In an effort to run from the dysfunction of my family as a teen, I dated a guy who was at the time my best way to get safe. I am endlessly grateful that I didn't end up engaged at 18 (but damn, I was close...) + that I didn't end up a dental assistant (it was a quick, one year course that would easily accommodate a teenage marriage🤦🏻‍♀) Instead I ended it (twice). And we went our separate ways. Thankfully. After piecing my broken heart back together I ended up back at college super resolved not to date for a while. Then I met my husband. He was not put off my my aloof + cold exterior, and his eyes were so very kind. He was (+ still is) gentle + patient + literally my favorite human. He is, without a shadow of a doubt, diametrically opposed in every way to either of my dads. For which I am also end.less.ly grateful. He is the person who has shaped me more than any other. He is the one who has loved me without condition. He has shown me relentless compassion, which I have learned to extend to myself + to others. And he also thinks spending $7 on an anniversary card is dumb. So he picked one for me in the store + let me open it there. 14 years. Persisting. Growing. Owning our shit. Calling each other on bad attitudes. Learning to talk about hurt feelings. Learning to accept help. Sorting through childhood trauma. Saying hellos + goodbyes. Collecting chosen family. Apologizing. Learning to deeply see + accept each other. Dismantling + rebuilding ideas. All this. Together. Beyond grateful. For new stories. For safety. For good love. Cheers to 14, my love.

{Begin again} I am an excellent giver upper when it comes to movement. It's an age old pattern of quitting when things get physically hard. I've quit swimming, softball, bowling, basketball, volleyball, and I have started + stopped running times too numerous to count. And so I am learning how to begin again. Yet again. Also? My lungs hate me. But they'll come around in time. We've done this before. And I'm sure we'll do this again. Maybe you're also a skilled giver upper? Perhaps you might need to be reminded that you can begin again, too. It's not too late. You haven't missed your chance. Begin again. #begin #again #start #startover #beginagain #go #try #tryagain #keepgoing #quitter #youcandoit #jogging #movement #bodywisdom #listening #run #runner #wannaberunner #walk #move #breathe #winnipeg #ywg

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FEELING OVERWHELMED?

The process of finding a counsellor and the thought of starting to explore your story more deeply can be an incredibly exhausting experience. Be kind to yourself in the hours, days, and weeks ahead as you press into these tough spaces. Take a short walk. Drink some water. Have a snack. Breath deeply. Make time for rest.