I was diagnosed with Chiari malformation in November 2013, and life hasn’t been the same since. In January 2014, I had decompression surgery. Not because I had time or options, but because a kink in my brainstem left no choice. That surgery saved my life… but recovery?…..that was a whole other story. 🫣 Post-op complications…
I forget how much I need the sun on my skin and the earth beneath my feet. Grounding doesn’t fix everything, but it sure as hell helps. It reminds me I’m still here. Still connected. Still part of something bigger, even when my head’s scrambled, my body’s screaming slow down, and I’m actively thinking WTF?…
This month, my intention is to realign with my year’s goal of slowing down and enjoying the small things. 🌿 Quite frankly, life has been kicking my ass in all aspects lately, so any help I can give myself is much needed. 💥 Creating my own oily protocols has been something I’ve done regularly since…
