🌿 Day 77:
You ever have one of those days where your emotions are clearly trying to tell you something, but they’re doing it in interpretive dance while your brain is still reading Ikea instructions?
Yeah. Hi. Welcome to Day 77. Pull up a yoga mat.
Today’s message hit me in the feels - and also in the metaphysical kneecaps:
Your emotional body speaks to you in ways that your mind sometimes doesn’t understand, but when both are aligned, you become more whole.
So naturally, my emotional body whispered something like, “We’re not okay,” while my mind was like, “We’re fine. We’ve had two almonds and cried only once today. Crushing it.”
But here’s the kicker: these two parts of me aren’t enemies. They’re just operating with very different Wi-Fi signals. My emotional body is all vibes, somatic signals, and subtle gut-checks. Meanwhile, my mind wants bullet points, graphs, and a scheduled Google Calendar sync.
Emotion of the Day:
Currently feeling… a cocktail of anxious anticipation and “where even are we in the space-time continuum?” It’s like my nervous system is waiting for something, but forgot what it is. Could be a transformation. Could be a pizza.
So how do I listen to both the emotion and the mind?
I imagine it like hosting a peace talk between two dramatic diplomats:
I let my emotional body speak first. Usually through stillness, breath, or laying face-down on the carpet.
Then I invite the mind in - not to solve, but to reflect: “What is this emotion trying to say underneath the noise?”
Sometimes the answer is, “You need rest.”
Other times it’s, “You’re stepping into something bigger, and your body is just adjusting to the shift.”
And occasionally, it’s just, “You miss carbs.”
When I let the emotion be felt and let the mind observe without judgment - that’s when I feel like an aligned, mildly feral yet wise woodland creature. Whole, not perfect.
So today’s EMBody practice is this:
Feel what’s present. Don’t rush to decode it. Let your emotional body speak its language - even if it sounds like Morse code through a kazoo. Then let your mind pull up a chair and listen, not to fix, but to understand.
Wholeness isn’t a destination - it is a conversation.
And if all else fails: drink some water, move your body, and tell your brain, “We’ll get through this, weird little noodle. Just breathe.”
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