The ?At-Home? Diaries: A New Comfort Zone
Are our comfort zones changing"
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Are our comfort zones changing"
With our new way of living there comes a shift; a shift in what we feel comfortable with.
Will our comfort zones adjust on a permanent basis" Have they altered already"
I don’t have the answers but I do know our behaviours are modifying to meet our circumstances and how this will play out long term is uncertain.
A “touchy feely” person is my nature. I am inclined to shake hands, kiss hello and offer a hug – it is how I like it and how I grew up. My father and my brother always embraced and my parents were lavish in their affections. I have been the same with my family and friends forever; it feels unnatural to behave differently. Of course for the safety of others, I am observing the social distancing rules and sticking to my household, as hard as it is. When I feel wobbly I imagine how much worse it could be and I am grateful to live as I am living.
Our comfort zones are very defining.
I haven’t thought about them in the past, as what came naturally, was not only comfortable but also the norm. My comfort zone has never been to avoid others, cross the street if we are too close in proximity or wash my hands, like Lady Macbeth, if I have been touching the forbidden. My hands fly about like windscreen wipers; it’s how I express myself. None of that works ri...
The post The “At-Home” Diaries: A New Comfort Zone appeared first on Vicki Archer.
Are our comfort zones changing"
With our new way of living there comes a shift; a shift in what we feel comfortable with.
Will our comfort zones adjust on a permanent basis" Have they altered already"
I don’t have the answers but I do know our behaviours are modifying to meet our circumstances and how this will play out long term is uncertain.
A “touchy feely” person is my nature. I am inclined to shake hands, kiss hello and offer a hug – it is how I like it and how I grew up. My father and my brother always embraced and my parents were lavish in their affections. I have been the same with my family and friends forever; it feels unnatural to behave differently. Of course for the safety of others, I am observing the social distancing rules and sticking to my household, as hard as it is. When I feel wobbly I imagine how much worse it could be and I am grateful to live as I am living.
Our comfort zones are very defining.
I haven’t thought about them in the past, as what came naturally, was not only comfortable but also the norm. My comfort zone has never been to avoid others, cross the street if we are too close in proximity or wash my hands, like Lady Macbeth, if I have been touching the forbidden. My hands fly about like windscreen wipers; it’s how I express myself. None of that works ri...
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