your senses are on your side

Your senses are your own.⁠

They're there. ⁠

They're telling you when a loaf of bread is almost ready to come out of the oven. ⁠

They're telling you when a salt scrub is massaging your skin in the shower. ⁠

They're telling you when a piece of art is moving you.⁠

Your senses are in tact, and they're not threatened or shifted by overwhelming situations. ⁠

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try engaging your senses the next time fight, flight or freeze show up

When our bodies sense danger, there are three typical responses: fight, flight or freeze.⁠

The challenging part about fight, flight or freeze is that when we're experiencing them it can be challenging to connect with our rational mind or a safe space.⁠

How we respond to threats is completely individual, and only you can decide if your fight, flight or freeze mode is helping or inhibiting your quality of life.⁠

If you find yourself in a place where you feel stuck, confused or frozen, engaging the senses is a great place to start.

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fight, flight or freeze: where are you?

When our stress responses are activated, we often respond in one of three ways:⁠

- we fight⁠
- we flight (dissociate, run, dismiss)⁠
- we freeze⁠

I am a lifelong FREEZER.⁠

I feel my chest LOCK, my eyes dart down, and I hide. When I'm in freeze mode, everything feels ginormous and threatening. Like an actual death threat, even though what I experienced was probably just a little social tiff.⁠

It has taken me years and years (think 15+) to learn how to identify the difference between true threat and something that's maybe new or confusing.⁠

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kitchens, mental health and 2020

I created my first recipe when I was about 11 years old. I was bored at home. The pantry was bare. And I was hungry. I rummaged through the freezer.

Frozen broccoli.

Pushed past a few stale bottles of herbs on the pantry shelves and found a jar of bullion cubes. The salty smell of chicken flavor was a yes.

3 solid cubes of bullion wrapped in gold.

A pan.

Some oil.

I knew everything good in recipes had garlic because my mom’s “famous” salad was “famous” because she scattered finely chopped cloves of garlic into her salad like some people sprinkle in parmesan cheese.

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