04/08/2026
Yesterday was a gloomy day. The constant rain and grey skies brought my spirit down for no particular reason and all the reasons I could find. My momās voice looped in my head telling me to pick myself up and get useful. Her dad, my beloved grandpa Joe, who escaped Czechoslovakia and the holocaust and settled in England, had zero tolerance for self pity. The clear message was always that you get up, move your body, and get productive.
This of course is a great tool, especially when surviving a war, but could it be that we can miss out on something very important by pushing past and bypassing the What-Is?
As the day continued with me fighting the gloom with busyness, I had the nagging feeling of missing out on something important, a call from the depth of me asking me to stop, pause, and just sit quietly with this particular flavor of gloom.
Itās easier to armor against pain by getting busy, than to sit with our super tender parts and accept the present moment exactly as it is.
Recently someone shared her pain with me, her stuckness mixed with her deep longing for purpose and direction knowing that there is more to her than how she is currently living. Under her surface there was the burden of shame, as if not having it all figured out meant something was wrong with her.
As she spoke, I knew that I can help her, but not by bypassing this deep pain for the sake of taking action in her life. No. I would teach her how to meet and soothe this pain, thus heal the places that hurt so much. Only from that deep connection to herself will she step back into life, clearer, softer, and ready.
Growth, alignment, and freedom, happen when we step deeply in, in order to come out.
A gloomy day is not just a nuisance to hold our breath through, so that we can at last exhale when we arrive on steadier grounds, but an invitation to dive deep into our softest parts and heal.
I sit quietly and ask myself: Abs, whatās going on for you right now? And I pause and I listen to the story my underbelly has to share. Itās usually quite simple and foundational- I feel sad, Iām overwhelmed, I feel alone, I feel behind, Iām afraid Iām not good enough, Iām lost, Iām lost, Iām lost.
We sit together in this silence and we breathe.
From there, softer, aligned, and less judgmental, we can move back into our day with freedom and possibility. From there, we build.
May you be your wildest self ā¤ļø
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(Etching by Liam Keene)