New beginnings bring a fluttery feeling of anxiety, or even nausea when the change is a big one. At least for me.
I have to remind myself to change my viewpoint. Being excited about something brings fluttery feelings or even upset stomach too.
Why not choose to frame those feelings as positive ones. Move ahead boldly. Take the next step into my vision of myself.
Do all the things that help me be strong and well - rest, exercise, eat healthily, enlist my community to support me, and so on.
Ground and center myself. Remember my goals. Know I am just where I should be, the right woman for this particular job, and I will know what I need to know when I need to know it, and that I have strengths I am bringing to this particular situation.
So let the exhilaration remind me that I am taking my very own next step, and I am ready! Bring it on!
sarah
Musings towards developing a community that clearly sees what is and approaches obstacles with a wide perspective seeing not just "this" or "that" but also the "third way" to move forward.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
The gift of brokenness
Is it possible that sometimes that something has to be broken in order for mending to occur?
Perhaps we get stuck in a certain form, and can only stretch and grow and become more by cracking the form we have taken on.
The breaking hurts. And the one who takes the action to split things asunder carries the pain of that in her bones.
The possibility is there that she can also own gratitude for the strength to take the action that freed herself and also others to create new shapes that serve them well at this new time in their lives. Happiness out of the ashes, so to speak.
That is my hope.
The pain and the joy together make us who we are. Together we move forward, still holding the energy of who we were as we become who we are.
sarah
Perhaps we get stuck in a certain form, and can only stretch and grow and become more by cracking the form we have taken on.
The breaking hurts. And the one who takes the action to split things asunder carries the pain of that in her bones.
The possibility is there that she can also own gratitude for the strength to take the action that freed herself and also others to create new shapes that serve them well at this new time in their lives. Happiness out of the ashes, so to speak.
That is my hope.
The pain and the joy together make us who we are. Together we move forward, still holding the energy of who we were as we become who we are.
sarah
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