I recently went through a major social media purge.
As I strolled through Copley Square checking my morning feed, I noticed how many irrelevant posts popped up on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook. Invitations to events across the country. Photo comments from people I hadn’t met. Accounts I followed that haven’t been used for years. From fashion brands to people I briefly knew in college, I wondered, “do I need to be seeing this?”
We underestimate how much the internet and media can flood our brains.
In my daily mindfulness practice, it’s also important for me to be mindful of what I consume online, too.
In one of my previous lives I was a fashion blogger, where I connected with brands, big and small, from all over the world. In one of my earlier pieces, “How a Fashion Blogger Became Minimalist,” I wrote about my shift in priorities, stressing the importance of quality over quantity, finding a signature style, but most importantly- finding happiness within.
Although I will never give up my love for style, it no longer makes me feel whole. I stopped looking at what everyone else “had,” and began finding happiness in my own world; not the world that someone portrays through a lens. This also goes for any social media use.
Whether it’s fashion, a lavish vacation, or a family photo, it’s been important for me to remember that looks can be deceiving. While I hope everyone feels content in their own skin, you can’t judge a book by its cover.
Instead of focusing on what everyone else is doing, get out there, enjoy the simple pleasures, and create your own mindful life that you love.
As I strolled through the Back Bay and down to the Esplanade yesterday, I felt a new sense of freedom. It was a beautiful fall day, and I had the chance to head to my favorite spot in Boston- the Charles River.
The freedom I felt was greater than just being able to take time out to enjoy nature, though- it was a sense of freedom within.
I went to a meeting where I saw some people from my past who I avoided due to resentments- and not only did I face those people for the first time in over a year, I raised my hand and spoke about it.
“Resentments kept me sick and my secrets held me hostage.”
For a long time, I only let half of my true self be known.
People in the group nodded and smiled. Over the years, I found every reason in the book to avoid groups, places, jobs, family, or friends- all due to uncomfortable feelings, resentments, or disagreements. Running was my favorite pastime- but not in the jogging sense of the word. I ran from discomfort.
“I’m no longer willing to water down my story or hide from the world,” I continued. In the past I was extremely fearful of judgment or rejection- but the only person that hurt was me. The more honest I am, the more I learn how accepting others are- but I also learn which people don’t matter.
I’ve been working on being my authentic self, loving my truth, and owning my story no matter what others have to say about it, and that is the greatest freedom of all:
I had never truly thought about being “grounded” until I began learning about the seven chakras last fall. Yes, the concept has come up throughout my life, but I failed to embody its meaning until recently.
I’ll admit, I’m a woman with her head in the clouds- whimsy and wild. My dreams are grandiose, my mind is fixated in the future, and I’m always looking for a deeper meaning to what is right in front of me. However, through meditation and nature, I began my own grounding practice without even knowing it.
There’s nothing like sitting in the grass, watching the birds fly by, smelling the crisp fall air, or sitting still to observe.
After a lack of creativity, I decided to balance my chakras, meditate, and free write yesterday. I came up with seven poems- each corresponding to a chakra- to reframe my thinking and open my consciousness.
The first is “Muladhara,” or “Rooted,” for the Root Chakra. Red Jasper supports this chakra with its grounding, safety, inner strength, and balancing properties.
I hope you enjoy my poem and find your own inner peace, grounding, and gratitude this weekend. 🙏🏻