Woah. It’s been a long week. Do you ever get so busy you feel like the walls are caving in? I haven’t felt like that in a while but there it was this week, this feeling like I can’t breathe. This week has felt less like living and more like checking off boxes and counting down days.

It’s Friday night and I find myself sitting here with all the boxes checked and no more days to count down, I reflect. What am I missing?  S   P   A   C   E. I crave it. I need it. Space for me is absolutely crucial. I need space to do the things that bring me back to myself when all else is spinning. I feel like I’m not the only one who feels this great pull deep inside to slow down and create more space in our schedules, in our minds, in our bodies, in our hearts. There is this great shift happening. We no longer accept the busyness. Yes, some do, but some don’t! More people are saying no to the incessant busyness that has become the norm. It’s actually becoming cool to say no when you mean no, to stay in on a Friday night, to do yoga as much as you need, to follow your dreams even if that means less money, to take responsibility for your own internal state of being.  I agree. It’s cool. Space is pretty damn cool.

I wrote this poem to myself and for you of course:

May you always have space in your life
May this space bring you back to yourself
Don’t sell this space for temporary fulfillment
For in the space lies clarity. In the clarity lies your wisdom.
And that wisdom? Comes straight from the Source.

To dwelling in that sweet space,
Ash

“Beware the barrenness of a busy life” -Socrates