I woke up this morning at about 3 a.m. I picked up a book I had been reading – fiction – about a woman who had this contented, seemingly perfect life; great husband, work she loved, comfortable hometown, little drama.
Then, as you might suppose, her life starts to get uncomfortable – changes coming fast and furious and she resists the changes because her life is “perfect” the way it is, or so she thought. She is given clarity and realizes that the life she has been leading is not the life she is meant to have. And although she resists the change at first, she starts to see the wisdom in it. She opens herself to possibilities and impossibilities.
It felt as if this story was/is mine.
My life has been a series of major and minor changes in the last almost two years; most of them outside my comfort zone.
And yet, I realize that these changes have made me better and stronger. There is nothing to fear. Rather, I chose to look at them with my eyes wide open in wonder and joy. Losing a great spouse joyful? No, but in the aftermath, stretching my mind and horizons beyond the comfortable and familiar is like getting a new beginning and my choices have no limitations except what I impose on myself.
I have always felt that my life was meant for something huge beyond my comfort zone. Now it is gearing up by leaps and bounds and it is like Christmas every day – I look forward to unwrapping the present and gazing into my unstoppable and unsinkable future.
The moves that have been required, the trust and belief that everything is unfolding as it should, and that miracles can, and do, happen even today – my world is now one of joyful expectation, opportunities to share and help, and truly (as though noticing and feeling it for the first time) unlimited potential. It was before and yet it was somehow dulled by my comfortable routine and existence.
I recently attended a women’s day “conference” as it were and among the gems I took with me was a quote, “Ain’t no lid on this jar.” In other words, by taking the lid off the jar of my life, I have opened myself to invite untethered abundance in.
Does it mean that it is now an easy path? No. It means that I am not only getting better at “present and aware” but also thinking outside the box; being sensitive and open to the doors opening all around me. I feel expanded and full of life right now.
I am learning to let go of all that does not enhance my life – relationships, the need to control my life, the past, guilt, fear, anger, “things”. And I am learning to take in and cherish the people, situations, and world that support, uplift, and encourage me to live life large; fully aware and engaged and balanced.
I am blessed to be moving in new directions; it feels as though my move to Portland is getting very close. I have envisioned my life there and what I see is getting stronger and clearer. It will take me to new levels even as I climb the stairs in my life now/today in preparation. Portland is not the end of the journey; it is a part of it. This is the path less traveled for me. A chance, a change, a new horizon every morning. I see it as though I am already living it. And yet there is still enough mystery in the details that I know I won’t be bored.
This July I got involved with a griefshare group. And it has been wonderful to share and process my grief and loss in so many areas (not just losing my incredible husband). But last night I came to the “aha” moment of letting go of this aspect of my life. I am ready now. I thought I was ready before but now to know that I am truly ready is amazing, freeing, joyful, and honest with myself on a much deeper level. No regrets.
We all experience loss and it is okay and natural to grieve those losses. It is also okay that each of us processes those losses at different paces and in different ways. Yet, right now I am so filled with delight that the “chains”, for me, are finally broken and gone. It is like someone turning on the lights in a dark room!
I am excited and almost giddy about the road I am on. Anticipation builds each moment about the next one. Healing, growing, reaching, eyes wide open, childlike wonder and joy – these are all a part of my “new normal” – one that is not defined in a shape, but dares to express in sometimes abstract ways.
As I get ready to move to another temporary home this weekend on the path to Portland, I have made a promise to myself. As my life unfolds, never again will I let things get so comfortable that I miss out on opportunities to push the envelope and to learn and grow and experience all that is possible and impossible in life. I will not be afraid to take some chances, to risk more, to learn from them even if there are “failures”. Failures are opportunities. I want to inspire, motivate, excite others to live fully.
So, what I am attempting to convey is that change is not a bad thing. It may initially feel/seem that way, but “change always comes bearing gifts” (quote from Simple Truths) that we wouldn’t get otherwise. It is all in one’s perspective. If you think you can or you think you can’t, you are right.
What changes are you going through? Accept that it is natural and don’t resist it. Why? What you resist, persists. Accept the currents; don’t try to paddle upstream all the time. If you go with the flow, you might just surprise yourself with what you discover about yourself and the world.
Ready to accept the challenge?