01/06/2023
I realized many years ago, that life and time have their own ebb and flow
What I didn't know then, is that the part that I play in the dance of the hours, is entirely up to me.
Many times, I've navigated truly difficult, or heart-breaking events and situations.. most of us have..
Recently, I noticed myself feeling rather lost, and totally without passion for anything.. I went through the motions of my day, skipping some of the habits I've worked hard to install..
and well, I just sort of coasted for a few days.
Did something bad happen? Nope.
Did I get sick or something? Nope.
Did someone say something that hurt me? Nope.
Did I randomly start worrying what my choices must look like to others? Sort of...
So... what's the deal with that? Geez Marie, you teach this stuff right? Sort of...
If any of this sounds familiar, stay with me...
When this happens, the impulse is to hole up, be quiet, and ride it out. Right?
Ok fair enough. Give yourself a day. Heck, you could need a bit of rest... and that's perfectly ok.
So what else is going on while you're in your 'hidey' place?
What's the narrative? Why did I skip the good habits like stretching and meditation.. journaling.. I even got up at 6 instead of 5.. ???
The immediate answer was..
No one's gonna care, and I don't care. And I didn't.
And that alone was enough to change my prayers to a conversation with God.
See, the internal narrative was something like this:
' You're a failure lady.. they all think you're that nutty herb lady who talks about remedies and self care and doesn't really have a job'
or
' You've written books, and webinars, and given free consultations, and yeah you helped a few.. but you're not successful yet, and some you've respected have let you know that they think you're not enough... so why bother?'
or
' the ones who really know you think you're going through a phase, and wish you'd just go back to being like before instead of trying to be too much.'
Not too nice huh? And a bit ridiculous. But you get the point.
** Then that moment when you just pull up your covers and say
' I don't have the strength '..
but ever so quietly, I got up, and got a chore done, or did a little herbal research, or walked outside, or washed my face.. bought a bra and a shirt.. made laundry powder.. cooked a meal.
And suddenly, I'd accomplished a day.. then 2.. then 5.. and suddenly, I realized that I did have the strength all along.
I just lost my way.. and was beating myself up.
And taking to heart, my perception of how a dear one sees me..
which is none of my business..
But something else happened.. and here it is..
- I kept my healthy daily regimen of ginger/turmeric juice, oregano oil, and Rhodeola, and kept away from the chemicals, dyes, and bio-engineered foods.. so my body felt good.
- I was able to help a few people while at my job.
- I had several people get in touch out of the blue because they've taken on changes in their life and they thanked me for whatever I did or said that supported them.
So, not a total wash.. Nothing is perfect, but even though the old mindset tried to take over.. there were enough of the new changes and habits there to close that door.
YESSSS!! Doing the hard thing pays off!!
It takes daily consistency and a commitment to yourself because you're worth committing to..
The strength is still there.. always was.