The Untethered Fool

A body-led rebellion against restraining rules, external expectations, and perfect plans.

Winter is when the Earth does a factory reset: graciously removing the old, shutting down, and then rebooting from rest.

This Winter, I found myself doing the same.
As my five-year-old would call it, I was “hibrating”. And while I know she was mispronouncing a word, I choose to believe she came up with a genius new form of self-care: hibernating to vibrate at a higher frequency.

After a busy four months of traveling across five states, ten flights, and two coasts, and running over 130 miles on race courses in all four time zones, the season felt complete.
My spirit was done doing.
It was craving being.  

Today was the moment the earth and I decided to begin again.
It was hope.
It was a foolish foundation: excessive, exuberant, and optimistic.
It was cracking open the seed without proof it will grow.
It was unself-conscious abundance.
It was the return of light.
It was presence in a season of constant evolution.
It was the energetic connection between living things.
It was too full of aliveness to bother with heaviness.
It was the beginning of untethering from the things that keep me stuck and unlearning what I have learned that no longer serves me. 

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