When life shifts.
Have you ever thought about those shifts?
Plodding along, struggling, wrestling with trying to come to terms with this or that, dismayed and uncomfortable.
And then. A shift.
In a moment, something happens, an insight opens the gates to a new vista, something which could never be visible before, because I was not able to see it.
Being gentle to myself, both before, during and after shifts like that, now that is truly a gift!
Not hassling myself for not getting to the shift quick enough. No longer trying so hard to work it out, using logic. But rather, being ok with what is, even when what is is that “pre-shift”-state which can seen like an endless journey. Knowing, deep within me, that it will come. Or it won’t. Either way – life is what it is, and I am fine. My wellbeing has nothing to do with this. My wellbeing isn’t dependent upon me being “post-shift”. Not at all.
During the shift; being gentle to myself, welcoming whatever insight showed up. Being in full acceptance, which for me is the meaning of unconditional love.
And then moving on in life – expanding, discovering, uncovering – from a different standpoint. A shift means creating my experience of the world from a different come-from-place. Being curious. Loving. Excited. Vulnerable.
Living life. Gently.
Welcome to my humble abode, where the underlying tone centers around being gentle to oneself. I will be reflecting on a monthly basis on what that means to me, in the moment, and this is one of those reflections. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, please subscribe to updates so you won’t miss out on future reflections.