Reflections from a midlife journey
Surrendering to the call and letting myself be led
My time wintering wasn’t what I expected. I had visions of hygge-licious days filled with soft light, warm blankets, good books, puppy snuggles, and naps.
There was some of all those things. And there was a lot of work. For sure, there were moments of joy, but the time was not entirely enjoyable. Sprinkled amidst periods of contentment were moments of grief because this time wasn’t unfolding as I had imagined.
Making peace with judgment
When I am in the throes of self-judgment, there is no room for any other part of me to show up—compassion, curiosity, patience, kindness, generosity, forgiveness, etc. Self-judgment is all consuming.
Drop the rope
There's an epic tug o’ war battle raging between my ego and my soul. In this battle, though, there is no winner. It’s an exhausting and painful game.