Yesterday I took a day off.
Usually, when I feel a flare beginning, I try to push through it. I tell myself not to be weak and to just get on with it.
Lately, though, I've been doing things a little differently. I've been showing myself kindness. I've been showing myself compassion.
It completely changed how I felt yesterday. Instead of feeling frustrated that I needed to rest, I actually wanted to rest. That small act of kindness gave me permission to give my body what it needed.
I rested with a positive feeling rather than resenting my body. It felt like I was making a choice with intention, not giving in.
So my word for this week is permission.
What is one word your week needs? 🤍