In All Honesty | Embodying Integrity

In All Honesty | Embodying Integrity

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In All Honesty | Embodying Integrity
In All Honesty | Embodying Integrity
Moving through what's stuck

Moving through what's stuck

A spring cleaning reveals what's ready to shift inside and out

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Maris Young
Mar 22, 2024
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In All Honesty | Embodying Integrity
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Moving through what's stuck
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Take a deep breath when reading In All Honesty by Maris Young

IN ALL HONESTY | AT A GLANCE

This week’s column is for paid subscribers, and it holds:

  • a featured story on a spring cleaning inside and out

  • a somatic invitation to explore how to move through stuck emotions

  • a writing prompt to reflect on what’s moving through you

  • a few favorites I’ve been loving lately

  • a space to deepen the conversation in community comments


Oh, and be sure to check out the last column:

When life doesn't go according to plan

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March 15, 2024
When life doesn't go according to plan

Working in the birth world is already beginning to highlight just how important it is to stay flexible as a general practice in life...

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My husband and I spent the first few days of Spring deep cleaning our home.

All of a sudden, all those organizational projects I’d been turning a blind eye to started weighing on me all at once. And since we had plans to host new friends for dinner, we took the opportunity to finally follow through on those long-delayed rearrangements.

Those SIXTEEN 5-gallon water bottles that had been camped out in our living room for over a year are now resting peacefully in the crawl space beneath our house. The revolving piles of cardboard box towers that had been taking over our dining room for months has now been rendered recycling. The writing utensils that kept gathering themselves on every flat surface within reach have now been corralled into the ceramic pencil holders I made years ago.

My nearly seven-year-old son walked in the front door after school yesterday and said “Why is the house so clean now?!”

Good question.

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