Therapy Session

So... I know that my last post was a bit heavy. I admit that I was in my feelings, but who could blame me? I hope that those of you who read this blog are people who pay attention to the world around you, so you can relate. I also hope that you've figured out how to not look at the world around you too closely all the time, because then you'd be always up in your feelings too. Moving to Aotearoa has allowed me to safely disconnect without fear of being unprepared for the constant existential crises. I think that this week, I hadn't balanced as well as I usually do.

This past week, I have found myself in moody moments that I didn't see coming. I know that I need to cut back on my podcast use- too much reality can definitely be detrimental. I don't know if I could blame it all on that though. Maybe subconsciously I was feeling the distance from my family. Thanksgiving happened and holidays do have a way of highlighting certain subtleties in your relationships with family that would otherwise go unnoticed.

Anyway, after a weekend of two 12 hr. shifts at the hospital following a full week of work (by full week I mean 4 days because I work 4 days a week usually), I desperately needed my day off today.

I needed to be with nature today. I needed to clear my head and remember all of my blessings. I first went to a spot that I find to be magical. Karaka Bay is only 11 mins drive from my house. It is so understated. It is literally a part of a cul-de-sac of a neighborhood. There are so many similar instances of the seamless melding of urban with nature here in New Zealand that are impressive.

I sat on a tree branch overlooking the high tide and ate a mini lunch, then drove to Mission Bay where I got some Starbucks and did my 4.2km walk to and fro St. Heliers Bay beach, pausing for some fish and chips before heading back to Mission Bay. It was a beautiful spring day. I listened to music from my spotify playlist labeled "A mood" and simply decompressed. Moving my body and freeing my mind.

The Puhutukawa trees bloom red in the Summer.

I remember feeling overwhelmed when walking back to Mission Bay where my car was parked. I was in awe of the fact that the thought came to my mind that this time of my life is the most beautiful my life has ever been.

Nature- one of the best therapists.

I am so grateful that I get to have it so easily within reach all the time.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that Randy's amazing cooking and massages and lots of hugs, kisses and snuggles from Randy and the kids this weekend also helped me out of my funk. I know that I am loved.