What I am Digging
Some days the world feels like it is auditioning for a disaster movie or the twilight zone. Every time you open your phone there is another headline, another tragedy, another reminder that things feel shaky and heavy. It is easy to start walking around braced for bad news, like your nervous system never gets to relax. I see it in my clients and I feel it in myself.
The other night I was curled up on my couch reading Theo of Golden by Allen Levi. I was not expecting much. I just wanted something gentle to give my brain a break. What I got was something quietly powerful. This simple story about an old man and a small town felt like a soft reset. It was not flashy or dramatic. It was just human and thoughtful and full of heart.
As I read, I felt myself slow down. The book is really about values and integrity and how we choose to live when no one is watching. It made me think about how much energy we waste comparing our lives to everyone else’s. Who is happier. Who is doing better. Who looks like they have it all figured out. That comparison trap keeps us anxious and disconnected from our own lives.
Theo reminded me that I am only responsible for this one life I am living. Not the version I see online. Not the loudest opinions in the room. Just my mornings, my choices, my relationships, and the way I treat myself when things feel hard.
It felt grounding to remember that a meaningful life is built in small moments. Making your coffee the way you like it. Walking your dog. Telling the truth. Being kind when it would be easier not to. Those tiny, quiet choices add up to something real.
The world can be messy and loud and exhausting. But we do not have to carry all of it inside us. We get to decide where our attention goes. Reading that little book brought me back to myself. And right now, that feels like a pretty hopeful place to be.
