Category: Wellness

One Strand at a Time

The struggle of life can be immeasurable. The weight bearing down like miles of ocean on top of you.

To take each day, each moment before you and focusing on only that moment instead of the millions of moments that follow allow you to see more clearly.

When our hands are stretched out in the darkness, they become blurry, hard to see, or invisible all together. When we bring them closer to our face, they become more clear, more in focus. The feeling of floating in a vast emptiness lessens when we can see what is right in front of us.

Sometimes our minds, our imagination, complicates even the simplest task by putting you in your own head. You begin overthinking, stressing, worrying. Your mind tells you there is so much to do, so many things going wrong, to the point to where all you can see is a giant ball of tangled colored yarn. Each color, each strand, something else you have to do.

View this ball and chose the colored strand that is closest to you. Take it in hand and pull it from the ball. Now bring it right in front of you and focus only on that. Be it, making the bed, paying a bill, feeding the dog. See that thing, only that thing, and get it done. Now, that is one less thing weighing you down, one less strand in our ball of mess and stress. You can now focus on the next thing, the next strand. Do this, each day, or any time you feel overwhelmed by the world around you.

It is possible to lessen the size of our yarn ball, one strand at a time. When we pull on too many strands at once, they may become tangled, knotted, stuck firmly in place. When we pull on just one, we can remove each strand, piece by piece, with less effort and less frustration. If the strand is tangled or not coming loose, work it out slowly and with patience and sooner or later, it will come free. Just like you.

(Image was made with AI)

-Serr.Kai • AQuill&Ink

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The Feeling of Healing

Some pain lasts a long time. It lingers and becomes an involuntary fixation. It is your first waking thought, and the last before sleep.
It pops in sporadically and things you used to love become triggers. You end up grasping to anything that keeps the pain away, hoping to stop the spiraling.
It can feel everlasting.
Then one day, you wake up, and it is the second thought. Or that movie you used to love but has since turned sour, no longer stirs your insides.
As time passes, these moments grow further from thought. They are no longer the center of your mind, of your day.
Sooner or later, you realize, it’s been a while since the thought entered your mind. You begin watching those old favorite movies. You begin laughing again at the things you once loved.
Sometimes it feels like you are drowning, but each day, you can take in a little more breath until your head is above water and you become strong enough to stay above the current.
That feeling, that is what healing feels like.

-Serr.Kai • AQuill&Ink

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Sometimes We Fall Apart

Yesterday was my birthday and though it was a great day, there was the reminder that I still have so much to work on in my healing journey.

I have always been a fan of puzzle rings. There are so many origin story theories about the puzzle ring, where it came from and why it was created. One story behind them isn’t what I would call romantic at all. The story goes that the ring was given as a wedding ring and was designed to catch a partner that was unfaithful. For when the ring was removed while the person was spending “personal time” with someone other than their spouse, the ring would fall apart and could not be put back together. Or at least, this was the story told to me by a puzzle ring creator at the local Ren Fair.

Other stories talk about the intertwining rings that symbolize the intertwining love between a man and a woman. I like this theory better.

The ring and its symbolism varies for many cultures and ultimately it is what you make of it that matters most.

I have a puzzle ring that I’ve had longer than I can remember. I don’t even remember how or where I got it. A few years back it got smashed and became deformed. In order for a puzzle ring to fit together it is just like any puzzle, the pieces must be the right shape to become one. I tried to fix it but could never get the shape quite right, so I left it to sit, and sit… and sit. It sat for years and all I could feel about it was sadness and frustration with a small hope of one day getting it fixed.

It has been sitting on my windowsill for months after I found it in a box, with the same feelings surrounding it. Today I was looking through my other jewelry and when I saw it, decided to pick it up. “Hmm, why not” came to mind and I began playing with it. Having another puzzle ring with a similar design, I knew which pieces were meant to go where. After about 2 minutes, with extreme surprise, the pieces fell together and locked in place. It was slightly loose from still being bent, but it went together almost perfectly. With a slight adjustment to the edges, it was once again a perfect fit. Each piece fitting together just as it should.

I couldn’t believe it. It has been sitting for so long because I never could get it back together and then today, with very little time or effort, it came together, back in one piece. Tarnished and neglected, but it was together. It was like a birthday miracle, like the universe handed me the sign I needed when I needed it most, answering my wish made when blowing out my birthday candles.

It is amazing how through time our perspectives change about the world and ourselves. I have been going through so much change in these last 12 months. One year ago, I entered a time in my life that put me in the darkest place I’d ever been. It’s taken constant work on my part to break free from this darkness and to see light once again. Finding this ring now, after all I’ve been through and all I’m still working through, having it come together with incredible ease was like seeing my struggles in life and feeling fallen apart myself, coming back together and becoming whole once more, exactly when all was meant to. With time, work, and adjustment where needed, what is broken can return to its original state. It may even be better than it once was.

I polished away the tarnish and what was broken and mangled, dark and shoved aside, became this beautifully shining silver reminder that nothing is so broken it cannot be fixed, yourself included.

-Serr.Kai • AQuill&Ink

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I Want to Grow Old With You

Inspired by my husband and also by one of my Dragon Companions, I bring you this image of a young woman with her young dragon companion side by side with their older selves.

As we go through life, the turbulence of day to day survival can often lead to less time spent with those we love and sometimes to withdrawal from everything entirely. Our absence becomes felt, whether we notice it or not. We may forget that there are those who need you, who love you, who miss you. When our priorities become obscured, what and who is really important gets moved below things that aren’t so much. Things like your health and your wellness become less of a focus. Home and family become distant. The things you want for your future may become out of reach.

Sometimes isolation can be helpful as a refresh. It can give us time to think and resolve. But isolation can also lead to a life unwell if too much time is spent there. It may damage our personal health and the health of our relationships. In order for us to grow old together, we must take care of ourselves, we must be healthy as a whole. Mind, Body, Soul. We must find balance.

Today, remember those that are in your circle, your tribe. Remember that they need you to take care of you, because they want to grow old together, too.

-Serr.Kai • AQuill&Ink

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