Feeling embodied:

I used to live in my head, I didn’t know another way.

Living outside of it can still be intimidating, but I am now increasingly familiar with an embodied experience of life.

So much so that I feel a lack when I’m back to my (over)thinking ways.

One way this still happens is on long-haul flights. There is something naturally ungrounding about being in the air and airplanes add to this through other artificial factors: highly processed or preserved food, bad air quality and visual entertainment overkill.

I can feel my energy creep up into my head during the course of a flight.

Getting back to ground can take days. Yoga, breathing exercises and good food are some of the easiest ways to put down roots again.

Increasingly though, I’m looking not just for remedies after the fact, but for ways to stay here independent of obstacles thrown at me.