Ever dealt with brain fog?
I’m sure you have, much like I do from time to time.
What comes with healing from trauma abuse is patches of brain fog that can be SO HEAVY you can’t see in front or around you. While other times like a mist.
Is there beauty to be found?
You bet.
This is my garden catching me speechless as I lift my eyes after a walk/run with Loula.
Looming out of the fog, those sunflowers were shining their “smiling” faces at me and make me sigh.
A sigh that is saying, “Larissa, you would have missed all this”.
EMBRACING THE FOG
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What a blessing to be able to get up early to work then take a walk and still have plenty of day left.
Do you get outside every day?
If you spy in the back left, you’ll see Loula (as I show in the vlog above) she is awaiting a bicyclist coming down the road.
Earlier this foggy morning, I sat up in my bed and just DIDN’T…
…didn’t want to do anything at that moment, didn’t want to go on a walk with Loula.
But. I got up around 4:30 am, did my work, and head out the door around 6 am and honestly didn’t notice the heavy fog at first.
It wasn’t until I notice Loula had more perk in her step than normal.
And then I embrace the gorgeous fog as well as my own brain fog that morning.
HEAVY PATCHES
With the sun just beginning to come up and brining such a glow to everything, it was then I STOP.
As I’m approaching my house, I gasp at the undeniable peace and beauty of the morning.
I would have missed it all if I didn’t… get up get going or make myself go on that walk.
I wouldn’t have seen this intricately spun web glistening with dew.
And it’s okay to not do those things too as we have brain fog while life rolls in like the waves on a beach shoreline.
Allowing ourselves to process, to grieve, to FEEL is key.
If you’re like me and are reparenting yourself, you know there can be the high of highs and the lowest of lows. It’s not wrong to be in either situation but rather what you do with it.
Also, remember how I was grumbling in my garden therapy post about spending $50 on seed that didn’t do a thing?
Just look at what my volunteers (plants that self-seeded) in my garden gifted me with… amazing.
God knows what I need WHEN I need it.
Trust me, I have days where quitting sounds good and if you know me, I’m not a quitter by any long shot.
What I am is REAL.
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I’d love to hear your stories of coping with the inevitable brain fog that comes with life’s trials. Share your comments below and also pin and share to inspire others. Sending hugs to those of you carrying a heavy load.
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:38
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I too have had moments of brain fog, probably more often than I’d like to admit. I have also had moments of seeing, almost like a feeling of waking up, and noticing all the good and beautiful things around me. I’m striving to notice those moments, those glimmers more and more. It’s a process and a retraining of my brain, but I love the feeling it brings when that sense of slowing down and “seeing” all the beauty around me.
Your yard looks so magical in the morning mist! Thanks for sharing that peaceful view- just what I needed!
Good on you, Jill. Ever hear of dissociation? That’s kinda like the fog and very real for people suffering or recovering from trauma.
Thank you! It’s been such a treat to look out my window and see it, or to just sit with my kids and hide from the neighbors.
I had a difficult time in life. Every day He sent me little treasures…
Lone flowers on a freeway, butterflies, hummingbirds, a billboard that said God loves you, a stranger adding me a book of healing words
I learned to look every day for His loving reminders .
Yes! That’s the same for me. Even finding coins on the road. Good on you for making the effort to see them. {{hugs}}