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Day 2: Your Self-Healing Cocoon

Hello!

This is 60 Seconds with Dasist Winter. 🙂

Everyone needs a self-healing cocoon. What’s a self-healing cocoon, you may ask? It’s that special space away from everyone where you heal yourself from life’s problems.

My self-healing cocoon consists of pillows on the floor, a huge blanket to wrap myself around with—like a cocoon—and meditating music.

Right now, I’m struggling with unemployment, a defeating job search, staying healthy, paying my bills, and so on.

Sometimes everything becomes too overwhelming, and I want to break or stop existing. When these dark feelings rise, I go to my self-healing cocoon…

  • to heal my soul, mind, and body.
  • to give myself some rest and self-comfort.
  • to tell myself that I’m a smart individual who will figure out the solutions to her problems.
  • to remind myself that I’m not my situation.

Sometimes, I don’t even think of anything. I let my mind go blank. Even positive-thinking.

It’s only me and the void. And strangely, it helps.

And that’s 60 seconds.

Stay amazing. ❤

What’s your self-healing cocoon? Leave a comment below! Would love to hear your thoughts. 🙂

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It’s Just Another Bad Day

I was feeling pretty bad this morning, unable to do anything productive and feeling like a loser. I listened to this song (Good Days Will Come by Funk DL) to cheer me up and ended up with a poem in my head. So of course I had to write it down.

Here’s the link to the song: Good Days Will Come

Here’s the poem I wrote.

It’s Just Another Bad Day

They come down hard like summer rain
When the sky is blue and shining.
They’re all claws out into my heart,
Makin’ it hard to feel these rays
From a sun, saying, hey, it’s another day
Get up and do what you’ve got to do.
But man, oh man, it’s so hard to move
In the way my dreams intended.
The map’s up there in my head,
My GPS’s all locked and loaded,
But it suffers from deep malfunction.
And it’s because of their erosion.
With their ropes all over my body,
They pull the strings and nothing gets done.
They pull the strings and nothing gets done.

So I close my eyes and say,
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.

So I close my eyes and say,
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.

I have a beat to keep pressing on.
It’s just another bad day.
My soul hasn’t walked and gone away yet
And I’ve got these lives to save.
I’ve got these hands to build
With no time to be at my grave.
Maybe tomorrow it’ll all be over.
Maybe tomorrow the rain will stop.
And the rainbow will be enough.
And the rainbow will be enough.

So I close my eyes and say,
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.

So I close my eyes and say,
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.
It’s just another bad day.

Hope you enjoyed it!

Stay amazing,

Samantha