Last week we witnessed more collective violence and many of us had to finish our workday while watching the issues at the Capitol unfold. How are we supposed to be productive and act as though we have no clue what is going on in the world? I have to admit I didn’t want to focus…I wanted to find out what was happening. Living in a global city when there are issues that threaten the security of our nations capitol naturally those cities that are of similar political power immediately begins to brace. My mind was racing last week and I was consumed with following the news. I was able to remain productive but it took a lot of energy. What I showed was that I can turn away from and engage with on my own terms and in my own time.

This week we have to live with the aftermath and prepare for what is to come. We can’t necessarily look too far into the future but planning for unfavorable experiences is a part of our lives at this moment. This week it is all about taking really good care of yourself to find balance between the work of the week and the care that you need.

Classes & Workshops

Monday Jan, 11th – Meditation 9am – 9:30am

Monday Jan, 11th – Beginner yoga (hip mobility) 6:30pm-7pm

Wednesday Jan, 13th – Meditation 9am – 9:30am

Friday Jan, 15th – Meditation 9am – 9:30am

Weekly Affirmations

Monday – I take care of myself by engaging with news and media content only when I have the capacity to do so

Tuesday – Today I give myself permission to unplug from media content that creates anxiety and engage in media that is calming through laughter

Wednesday – I come to work with the awareness that my colleagues may be distracted by the state of affairs and extend total grace

Thursday – I initiate wellness checks for my own self throughout the day to remain balanced and present in all of my work

Friday – I welcome the beginning of Friday with gratitude and forgive myself for any lethargy lingering.

Poem of the week

The Wind One Brilliant Day by: Antonio Machado

The wind, one brilliant day, called 
to my soul with an odor of jasmine. 

‘In return for the odor of my jasmine, 
I’d like all the odor of your roses.’ 

‘I have no roses; all the flowers 
in my garden are dead.’ 

‘Well then, I’ll take the withered petals 
and the yellow leaves and the waters of the fountain.’ 

the wind left. And I wept. And I said to myself: 
‘What have you done with the garden that was entrusted to you?’Antonio Machado