During times like these, when the world is screaming along at Mach 2 with its hair on fire (which, I think it fair to say, it is currently doing), we must not be afraid to practice some self-care.
Take a breath.
Step to the side.
Look up, look around.
Take note of something that pleases you. Music. Art. Nature. Your kids. Your partner. A piece of work well done.
Relax for a bit. Just a few moments of indulgence. Something just for you. A respite from the chaos, the frenzy, the tragedies large and small.
I’ve needed a lot of self-care lately—an escape from the cruelty I see each day—and have found it in a very unlikely place.
Rugby.
Unraveling Time
Desert Wind
Ploughman's Son
Ploughman King
The Year the Cloud Fell
The Spirit of Thunder
Shadow of the Storm
The Cry of the Wind
Beneath a Wounded Sky
Cryptogenesis: A Memoir
Kurt R.A. Giambastiani 