I woke up early and read this. It resonated with me so deeply in an area of my life where I am definitely dragging the body bag. Instead of taking action, I am frozen in status quo. (without a poetic Eastern philosophy to define it) I call it the “murky middle.” While not fulfilling, it is familiar. Ugh.
“am I merely existing, sipping from a cup of stagnant water that once quenched my thirst but now leaves me nauseous?” We should all be asking ourselves this question. Thank you for this powerful and thought provoking piece.
So, now I am perplexed. I know I shouldn't be, and should sever the attachment between the words and the author, savor the wisdom and, having digested it, live better; but is this piece instead your method of motivational therapy, put on the web for extra pressure, like someone who says "I will lose 50 pounds this year, and if not, donate 50 pounds to the Fabian Society." Should Fort Collins fear that soon you will shake its slushy dust from your exiting feet? Are you really that restless? Or, have I overread this piece? Perhaps it is I who am too restful.
“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” Your eloquent wisdom resonated in my heart today. I am in the midst of taking a giant leap of faith and trusting a process far grander than my own planning. I am preparing to leave a nursing home and join with my partner in finding a new home together out of state. I am preparing to return to work full-time so that I can pay for the private care I will need for this leap of faith to take flight. The experience of my body actually feels like deadweight, compounded by physical neglect and poor nutrition of the last 16 months and counting. And yet, I feel called to become what I might be as a servant to others in the humble form of a life coach. We live at a time inviting each of us to become who we might be so that we may be beacons guiding each other home to ourselves so that we may share our light with the world.
Perfect Timing! As I rid myself of things, I feel lighter. I will dive deeper to see what really is in that "body bag" on my shoulders. Too often I am waiting. Waiting for what?!?
I woke up early and read this. It resonated with me so deeply in an area of my life where I am definitely dragging the body bag. Instead of taking action, I am frozen in status quo. (without a poetic Eastern philosophy to define it) I call it the “murky middle.” While not fulfilling, it is familiar. Ugh.
Like a cube of ice, picture holding what’s creating the drag in your hand with full presence and watch it slowly dissipate.
“am I merely existing, sipping from a cup of stagnant water that once quenched my thirst but now leaves me nauseous?” We should all be asking ourselves this question. Thank you for this powerful and thought provoking piece.
So, now I am perplexed. I know I shouldn't be, and should sever the attachment between the words and the author, savor the wisdom and, having digested it, live better; but is this piece instead your method of motivational therapy, put on the web for extra pressure, like someone who says "I will lose 50 pounds this year, and if not, donate 50 pounds to the Fabian Society." Should Fort Collins fear that soon you will shake its slushy dust from your exiting feet? Are you really that restless? Or, have I overread this piece? Perhaps it is I who am too restful.
Dead weight, YES! But am just enjoying the dance. 🕺
So helpful! Thank you.
“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” Your eloquent wisdom resonated in my heart today. I am in the midst of taking a giant leap of faith and trusting a process far grander than my own planning. I am preparing to leave a nursing home and join with my partner in finding a new home together out of state. I am preparing to return to work full-time so that I can pay for the private care I will need for this leap of faith to take flight. The experience of my body actually feels like deadweight, compounded by physical neglect and poor nutrition of the last 16 months and counting. And yet, I feel called to become what I might be as a servant to others in the humble form of a life coach. We live at a time inviting each of us to become who we might be so that we may be beacons guiding each other home to ourselves so that we may share our light with the world.
Perfect Timing! As I rid myself of things, I feel lighter. I will dive deeper to see what really is in that "body bag" on my shoulders. Too often I am waiting. Waiting for what?!?
Thank you for the reminder.....
🙌 And yes, don’t let that body bag get too heavy.
Resisist nothing