The Open Draft is my weekly letter about healing, memory, and reclaiming your voice. Each post is a raw, evolving draft that invites reflection and real connection. Subscribe to join me every Saturday. No noise, no polish—just truth in motion.
The weird thing I did to rewire my brain 🧠
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Hey Reader My friend, it's been a while! How are you doing? No, not the surface level "fine", "ok", "good"....but how are you feeling and what are you really going through? These last few weeks have been a wild ride. Right? From the US elections right down to thinking about when to put up the Christmas lights. We've got over 6 weeks till we close off 2024, so let's do it in our usual blooming late but oh so effortlessly timeless style! I did a THING a few weeks ago. Remember how we always talk about trying new things? Well, I finally took the plunge and tried sound bowl therapy. Yeah, you heard that right – this small-town girl from Eswatini (don't worry if you can't find it on a map) found herself surrounded by singing bowls! Let me tell you, it was weird... but in the most amazing way possible! 😂 Here's the thing: for ages, I'd scroll past those sound bowl posts thinking, "Maybe someday." But you know what? Someday is today, my friend! So, picture this: me, lying on a massage table, surrounded by these mysterious bowls. As they started to "sing," I felt like I was floating in a sea of vibrations. It was like my whole body was getting a hug from the inside out! Now, I won't lie – there was a moment of panic when I realised there was no bathroom nearby (note to self: always pee before trying new things). A bathroom is not always a given. I was having a mini panic about going to bless the therapist's backyard! 🙈 But here's what I learned:
So, here's my challenge to you: What's that one thing you've been putting off? Maybe it's time to give it a shot! Remember, even tiny steps count when they're in the right direction. Want to hear more about my sound bowl adventure (and why trying new things creates 7,000 new connections in your brain?) Check out the full story on the blog! 🗝️ Learning new things is like giving your brain fun exercise! Just like a path appears in a field when people walk through it, your brain creates new connections when you try something different. Your brain gets excited by new experiences - it's like it's saying "Ooh, what's this?" Every time you learn or try something new, it's lighting up your brain in unique ways. This helps you think more creatively and remember things better. Pretty cool, right? Reminder: We're not late to the party – we're right on time! Bloom gently, courageously, and most importantly, bloom fully! Hugs and good vibes, P.S. I'd love to hear about your "someday" thing. Hit reply and let me know how you doing, what you're thinking of trying and any good TV shows you recommend! P.S.S. Wanna have coffee? |
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The Open Draft is my weekly letter about healing, memory, and reclaiming your voice. Each post is a raw, evolving draft that invites reflection and real connection. Subscribe to join me every Saturday. No noise, no polish—just truth in motion.
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