The coffee was cold again. 😜☕️


The coffee was cold again yesterday.

Completely untouched. Sat there for about two hours while I disappeared into building FireWoven stuff in the garden.

Ideas.
Notes.
Testing things.
Reading things.
Trying things.

You know what it’s like now online. The goal posts are basically sprinting round the edges of the pitch constantly.

There’s always:
something else to learn,
something else to optimise,
some new strategy,
some new platform update,
somebody telling you this is the thing you should have been doing all along.

It’s exhausting really.

Although if I’m honest, part of me absolutely loves it too.

The creative part.
The exploring part.
The part that loves possibility and pulling ideas together and seeing where they lead.

I can disappear into it for hours quite happily.

[Photo caption: the actual coffee ☕️]

And that’s the bit I started noticing more clearly this weekend through the Shakti Sadhana I’ve been creating and working with in my personal practice.

Saraswati.

In yoga speak she's the goddess energy of creativity, expression, communication, flow.

Beautiful energy really.

Until it completely takes over and suddenly you realise you haven’t moved your body properly for hours, the sun’s going down, your nervous system is somewhere up near the ceiling and your son has come home from work and you’ve barely looked up from your laptop to say hello.

That was my moment.

No, it wasn't dramatic.
It was just one of those small catches of awareness where you suddenly realise you’ve drifted too far into one part of yourself while the rest gets neglected.

I went upstairs later and sat with him in his room and we chatted properly about his day, (which is never a long conversation let's face it). But it stayed with me afterwards.

How easy it is to disappear into productivity now.
Even meaningful productivity.
Even work we care deeply about.

And I think a lot of us are doing this in different ways.

Constant input.
Constant reaction.
Constant mental movement.

Then we wonder why life starts feeling flat.

Why we stop noticing beauty.
Why we feel disconnected.
Why everything starts becoming maintenance instead of participation.

This is partly why yoga and meditation practice matters to me so much.

The tools and teachings help me catch myself earlier.

It helps me notice when I’ve drifted too far away from the parts of me that actually make life feel alive.

That’s probably why the Goddess archetypal energy of Lalita has been landing so strongly for me lately too.

Beauty.
Desire.
Aliveness.
The reminder that consciousness is not meant to feel permanently dry, overworked and dulled by life.

That there is actually something sacred in learning how to participate in life more fully again.

Not perfectly.
Not endlessly blissed out.
Just… awake enough to notice it.

We’re moving into DREAM month inside FireWoven in June.

And honestly I think this is the doorway into it.

Not “dream bigger”.

More:
what happens when we stop living entirely in survival mode and start reconnecting with the parts of ourselves that can still feel beauty, meaning, imagination and possibility?

The new month starts Monday if you want to join us.

J x

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P.S. If FireWoven has been sitting quietly in the back of your mind for a while, maybe pay attention to that.

There comes a point where waiting to feel fully ready just becomes another form of postponing yourself.

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