The Center Will Hold

There are years in our lives that we fondly look back on. Some years are seemingly perfect, an endless streak of happy memories and joy. And then there’s 2023. All I had done this year was scramble to get the pieces of my life back together. I had done nothing but run around in circles, trying to figure out how to get a grip and find a way out of the fog created by circumstances out of my control. In the midst of absolute internal and external chaos, I began finding little pieces of myself I had completely forgotten about. As I began gluing it all back together, I realised I had been going about reestablishing my life all wrong. I kept trying to look for pieces swept away by the wind. I kept trying to go “back to normal” when normal was no longer the norm. I was the only solid foundation of my life. Everything else was ever-changing, unpredictable, and out of my control. So I packed my bags and did the scariest thing imaginable. <a href="https://medium.com/@kraker.gloria/passing-through-prague-432614b38bf1" rel="noopener">I took a solo trip to Prague.</a> And when I came back, refreshed, and rebooted, it became clear that what I’ve been labeling as “self-care” has not been particularly efficient. <a href="https://thetaoist.online/the-center-will-hold-87312ce9e971">Read More</a>