The Sunday Reset: Finding Our Rhythm Again

It’s been a month since my last post. The day my friend Carmen died, my words stopped. My Sundays—usually a place of rhythm and ritual—went silent. I’ve felt thrown off my axis ever since.

I want to name that here. Grief disrupts everything, even the things that anchor us. And in that disruption, sometimes the most honest thing we can do is pause.

But today, as the air shifts to fall, I feel the faint pull of rhythm returning. Not the same as before, but something new—gentler, slower, still laced with loss but also with warmth.

If you’re also navigating a season of grief, transition, or simply feeling off your rhythm, this Sunday Reset is for you too.

A Gentle Reset for Fall + Grief

This is a ritual I’ve been leaning on this week. It’s simple, but it’s been a soft landing spot for my heart:

1. Light + Scent

   
   

   Strike a match, light a candle, or simmer something fragrant on the stove. Let the scent become a signal to your body that you’re entering a different kind of time—unhurried, sacred.

   
   

2. One Thing to Release

   
   

   Write down one thing you’re ready to lay down for the week. Fold it. Tuck it under a rock, a plant, or a book. Give it back to the earth.

   
   

3. One Thing to Carry

   
   

   On a second scrap of paper, write something you want to carry forward—maybe a memory, a name, or a simple word like “rest” or “grace.” Keep it somewhere visible.

   
   

4. Warmth

   
   

   Wrap yourself in a blanket or step outside in the crisp air. Breathe. Feel your feet on the floor, your breath in your chest. Remember you are still here.

Why This Works

Ritual doesn’t erase grief, but it gives it form. It reminds us that we can return to ourselves, even if the path looks different now.

I’m still finding my way back to writing. Back to this Sunday space. Thank you for your patience, for reading, and for being part of this community.

Here’s to soft starts, slow returns, and fall rituals that hold us while we heal.

Reia