Nourishment Over Numbness
Dawn Cannon | NOV 26, 2025

There are seasons of the year when the world begins to hum at a pace our bodies never agreed to.
Thanksgiving is one of them.
The grocery lists, the travel plans, the family dynamics, the pressure to show up as joyful and connected — it can all move so quickly that the subtle signs inside us get lost.
And in that swirl, many of us slip into a familiar pattern:
Noticing we’re overwhelmed…
and then reaching for something — anything — that lets us step out of ourselves for a while.
This is where numbness begins.
Not as failure, not as self-betrayal, but as a quiet turning away from the truth of how we actually feel.
Numbness is often misunderstood.
We imagine it as apathy, but it’s actually self-protection — a soft veil the body draws when too much is coming at once.
Numbness can look like:
mindlessly scrolling for an hour
turning the TV on without caring what’s playing
wandering onto Facebook reels instead of tending to what matters
staying busy instead of staying present
overworking to avoid emotional edges
shutting down in the face of celebration
Numbness says, “This is too much right now. Let me disconnect for a moment so you can breathe.”
There is tenderness in that instinct — even wisdom.
But numbness is not a place we’re meant to live.
In my corporate years, numbness wore the mask of productivity.
I can still remember times when my team would achieve something extraordinary — milestones that should’ve filled me with pride.
Moments when others were buzzing with celebration…
…and I felt absolutely nothing.
I wasn’t ungrateful.
I wasn’t disengaged.
I was simply too overwhelmed to feel anything at all.
My emotional energy was already overdrawn.
I had been pushing, producing, proving — long past the point where my body could keep up.
Joy couldn’t reach me because I was too far removed from myself.
That’s the part of numbness we rarely talk about:
we don’t choose it.
It rises when the system is overloaded.
In my final year as COO, my spiritual practice deepened in a way that changed everything.
Self-care stopped being a list of “shoulds” and began to feel like something I was worthy of:
soft mornings, slower breath, unhurried joy.
And when I finally allowed myself to rest — really rest — something shocking happened:
I felt what it was like to have a full battery.
I felt grounded, awake, spacious, alive.
And then Monday would come…
and the contrast would hit like a wave.
The tight chest.
The shallow breath.
The clenched jaw.
The hypervigilant mind scanning for problems.
The flatness that told me I was disconnecting again.
Numbness wasn’t strength.
It was a sign I needed something softer, warmer, more human.
That realization was the beginning of everything.
This part is important, because the body tells the truth long before the mind catches on.
Numbness feels like:
not being fully in your body
shallow breathing high in the chest
jaw tension
a sense of boredom that’s really disconnection
hypervigilance: scanning for what might go wrong
losing the ability to notice beauty — the sky, the signs, the symbols
Your system goes dim.
Nourishment feels like:
warmth
groundedness
space inside the mind
breath that drops down into the belly
a sense of being supported
the ability to see clearly — both inward and outward
a softening toward yourself
Your system reconnects.
Numbness protects.
Nourishment restores.
This shift is gentler than we expect.
It doesn’t require willpower; it requires attention.
Here are the practices that bring me back:
Simple movements that bring me back into my body, breath by breath.
Sometimes box breathing or bumblebee breathing — anything that helps the body soften.
Noticing the sky, the trees, the birds, the small Beauty that I miss when I’m disconnected.
And waiting long enough for an answer to rise.
These are small gestures, but they break the spell of numbness and lead me home to myself — every single time.
For me, Thanksgiving has always carried a mix of tenderness and tension.
As a child, the day felt overwhelming —
large families, stressed parents, too much noise for my sensitive system.
A day that should have felt warm often felt like walking on edge.
In adulthood, I often over-functioned —
doing too much, cooking too much, taking on too much —
and then sitting down to a table too drained to enjoy it.
This year, we’re keeping it simple.
Just me and two of my children, sharing a meal out at a place that honors our different needs.
Less noise.
Less pressure.
More presence.
A reminder that nourishment doesn’t require performance.
It requires honesty.
Wherever you fall on the spectrum this week — nourished, numb, overwhelmed, grounded, or somewhere in between — I want you to feel seen.
Numbness is not a flaw.
It’s a signal.
An invitation to slow your pace, soften your breath, and listen within.
And nourishment?
It’s always available.
One small choice at a time.
May you offer yourself the kindness you’ve long offered others.
May you feel the courage to pause, to breathe, to notice.
May numbness loosen its grip as nourishment rises softly in its place.
And may this Thanksgiving be a moment of remembering —
that you are worthy of the gentleness you seek.
Dawn Cannon | NOV 26, 2025
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