this is my litmus test for burnout: can i welcome me, with safety, belonging, and love? eyes locked on eyes in the mirror hands over

dear future healer, healing starts with feeling. feelings start with peeling the layers of not-you papier mache collected on all of the days you strived

today in chair pose i behold the miracle of my toes. ten digits perfectly perfused articulate sensory stable. yesterday, i did behold the miracle of