Moving has knocked me off-kilter.
Or something has anyway.
I go to meetings and people says, “You look sad.”
I kindof am sad. But, I can’t articulate why.
My kids ask me, “Are you mad at me?”
I kindof am mad. But, I can’t articulate why.
I don’t know where I’ve misplaced my oomph, my spark, my get-up-an-go, my get-it-done.
My usual feeling of “I can do anything” seems to be lost in last month. Perhaps it’s packed in one of these boxes.
Maybe I left it in Colorado during my last visit.
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Good thing you are back then, so you can pick it up and carry it with you on this final leg of packing and moving! Be gentle with yourself too. This is a time of big transition. Moving, taking out a new mortgage and new responsibilites, even vacation are all on the list of major life stressors. Incubate, marinate and percolate in all that is to be yet just be where you are. Love that you are so transparent. Our world could use some more of that! Big hugs to you!
Great advice Ronda. Be gentle with myself should be the motto of my life.
I love what Ronda says… incubate, marinate, and percolate.
Moving is a big deal– let the emotions come, and they will move through you…
much love to you!
we are looking at moving soon, and it’s doing the same to me
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