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Find The Time

Hello everyone,


Happy Tuesday! I just wanted to share a quick note. At the beginning of the week, all four editors at work will meet for an update of our duties. We started rotating who "runs" the meeting, and this week it was my job. Usually, this just means beginning with your own list of "To Do's" and passing the ball off to the next editor. 

I, however, have found a way to incorporate some yoga and meditation. Last time, I began with a guided reflection. "Picture sitting on the beach with your toes in the sand and the sun warming your skin. You can hear the waves softly crashing the shore, and the occasional squawk of a seagull. You can smell the salt of the ocean and a hint of the sunscreen on your nose. And you are relaxed." 

This week, however, I told everyone I had a surprise for them when we got through our meeting, which was a quick morning stretching session from our seats. I started with hand stretches, including wrist rotations and the move where you press on your palm to feel a stretch on top of the wrist. Shoulder rolls came next, both clockwise and counterclockwise. Finally, we ended with ankle rotations. We wrapped it up in under three minutes and were ready to take on the day. 

Long story short, many of us think we don't have the time to stop and do something positive for ourselves, whether that be focusing on your breath or doing a few stretches while sitting in your chair. But find the time! It's so worth it. 💖

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