I've had the four of Cups a few times in the last few weeks. It's definitely related to how I'm feeling as I go through menopause and my reluctance to accept that my new body and way of being is substantially different to how it is now. It's easy as you say to think it's not my fault and just reach for the biscuit tin. But I'm trying to change my mindset to one that reminds me I have choices and agency.
Absolutely Louise, and I think acceptance is a massive part of that journey too (well, all journeys I guess!) We do have a choice… and sometimes it can be “I’m damn well going to thoroughly enjoy that biscuit!”
I’m aiming to channel my inner wise woman (crone) energy and see what freedoms I can find along with the inevitable changes / losses of this hormonal shift…
And yes you’ve reminded me that part of my reluctance to accept is about my baby boy growing up & turning 18 - I’ve been reading about your uni-bound socks so guessing you understand this part too.
Love the curly doggie!
She’s amazing. A very good grounding friend too :)
I've had the four of Cups a few times in the last few weeks. It's definitely related to how I'm feeling as I go through menopause and my reluctance to accept that my new body and way of being is substantially different to how it is now. It's easy as you say to think it's not my fault and just reach for the biscuit tin. But I'm trying to change my mindset to one that reminds me I have choices and agency.
Absolutely Louise, and I think acceptance is a massive part of that journey too (well, all journeys I guess!) We do have a choice… and sometimes it can be “I’m damn well going to thoroughly enjoy that biscuit!”
I’m aiming to channel my inner wise woman (crone) energy and see what freedoms I can find along with the inevitable changes / losses of this hormonal shift…
And yes you’ve reminded me that part of my reluctance to accept is about my baby boy growing up & turning 18 - I’ve been reading about your uni-bound socks so guessing you understand this part too.
Oh heavens yes. We take my eldest son down to Uni at the end of this week and I'm so not ready for this. He is, but I'm not :)
Ohhh.... big hugs. I’m so happy mine isn’t going, although he has just said he’s off travelling in the new year; I feel queasy already...