Touch Grass. No, Really.
The phrase is a joke until it isn’t. At some point in the last several years, the information machine became something we live inside of rather than something we visit, and the cost to your nervous system reset capacity is real. The news, the doomscrolling, the group chats, the hot takes, the counter-takes… it runs at a frequency your nervous system was never built to sustain.
And your nervous system will tell you. It just won’t use words.
It’ll use your shoulders. Your sleep. The low hum of dread that follows you into rooms that should feel safe. The way you reach for your phone before you’ve fully woken up, like maybe something happened while you were unconscious and you need to know about it immediately.
That’s not concern. That’s dysregulation.
Your Body Is Keeping Score
Here’s the thing about chronic stress: it’s not dramatic. It doesn’t always feel like a panic attack or a breakdown. Sometimes it just feels like being tired all the time, like everything requires more energy than it should, like you used to find things funny and now you mostly find them exhausting.
Your body is keeping score, even when your brain insists you’re fine.
Stepping away: briefly, intentionally, and repeatedly is not checking out. It’s maintenance.
Think of your window of tolerance as a gas tank. Advocacy takes fuel. Caregiving takes fuel. Paying attention to a world that demands your attention takes fuel. Outrage, grief, love, and effort all pull from the same tank.
Touching grass refills it.
Not metaphorically. Literally! Sunlight. Movement. Dirt. A dog that doesn’t know what a news cycle is. A walk without a destination or a podcast or a point. Time that isn’t optimized for anything except reminding your nervous system that it’s allowed to settle.
Rest Is Strategic, Not Soft
This isn’t about self-care as a brand. It’s about sustainability as a practice.
The people who stay in the fight for the long haul are not the ones who care the most. They’re the ones who learned to recover. Rest isn’t a reward for finishing. It’s what makes finishing possible.
You cannot think your way out of a dysregulated nervous system. You have to move through it… sometimes literally.
So: go outside. Touch something that’s been in sunlight. Take a breath that isn’t about anything. Let your body remember that not every moment is a threat, even when many of them are.
The world will still be here when you come back.
And so will you, which is the whole point.

