Overwhelm

Lately, I’ve found myself pausing more.
Not because life has slowed down but because the world feels louder.
No matter where we are, the stories reach us. War. Uncertainty. Division.
A constant stream of what’s next?
And if you’re someone who feels deeply, it can sit heavy.
I notice it in myself sometimes, the quiet pull between wanting to stay informed, and needing to protect my own sense of steadiness.
So I come back to small anchors.
A morning coffee.
People watching.
The ocean doing what it has always done, moving, steady, unchanged by headlines.
These moments don’t ignore the world. They remind me I’m still in it but not lost to it. Because coping, in times like this, isn’t about switching off. It’s about learning how to stay open without becoming overwhelmed. Coming back to what’s within reach:
your breath, your body, the people around you, the ground beneath your feet.
We’re living through big, complex chapters.
It affects us.
But you don’t have to carry all of it, all the time.
You’re allowed to stay informed and still protect your peace.