When a Rhythm Slips

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Confusion breaks upon me now with the force of a dropped tray, shattering into fragments and drawing my attention,
Confusion breaks upon me now with headlines, those kind of alarms, or a text like thoughts that stings,
Confusion breaks upon me now and my mind sprints ahead to endings that are not yet written,
Confusion breaks upon me now yet that choice still lives in here; this time I need to reach for it first,
Confusion breaks upon me now as I answer softly: “Slowly react. Find that beat to move forward again”…

Beating markers helps me locate the rhythm under the noise of worry but still manages to slow down,
Beating markers helps with my daily tiny rites: to sip water, color on square papers, and open those room blinds,
Beating markers helps when I touch my desk, my doorknob, and at the same rime breath,
Beating markers helps by naming my next move, not the whole maze but those small little steps,
Beating markers helps me step back into time without shame to stumble but that courage to get back up again…

Real life reset tools gather where I can see them: a pen, a list, a timer, a trip that can help me think,
Real life reset tools gather a plan I can afford: two calls in a sitting, one errand at a time, early walking time,
Real life reset tools gather the body’s needs first—enough food, a glass of water, a medicine, a time for oneself,
Real life reset tools gather the mind: facts checked, rumors set down, some headlines closed,
Real life reset tools collect scattered energy and channel it into something productive for the next small step…

The rhythm of my tempo stays the same even when storms come and go; I gather the pieces and pause, keeping the good ones on hand,
The rhythm of my tempo holds my kind pace: fewer focused tasks, better life choices, and a clean body,
The rhythm of my tempo invites assistance—seek it promptly, accept it graciously, and personally express gratitude,
The rhythm of my tempo holds the promise to start again when the clock turns to a a new minute, an hour, a day or a year,
The consistency of my tempo persists because I consistently return to it, regardless of any external influences that comes my way…

Watchwords:
• Find the downbeat ahead
• Use small daily life markers
• Gather your own reset tools
• Recover a time without blame
• Keep a kind tempo for yourself

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Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..



As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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