I couldn't have done the last year without you. Like our dirt roads here in Vermont during spring, the past year was a rollercoaster; some of you experiencing turns, twists, crossovers, and even deep ruts. When driving on said muddy roads, gripping the steering wheel as tight as you can seems like the way to get home. Most of the time it works. Avoiding the deepest ruts, you grit and grind your teeth, tires in unison grinding up graveled, mud-soup roads. Sometimes, however, the deepest rut captures your vehicle like the dodgeball that invariably smacked your leg in gym class (what were those gym teachers thinking?).
Here's where the rubber meets the road...or in this case the bottom of your car gets imbedded in the earth! Needing a tow truck, isn't something to be ashamed of, but sometimes we perceive getting stuck as "our fault". The same holds true for life's journey. We think we know what we need, want, like, only to find out we'd rather live on a paved road in walking distance to an indie book store.
It's okay to be not okay, and to be stuck. During these periods, your essence has the opportunity to shake your soul, speak-up, and grab some clarity. Connecting with yourself deeply cultivates an environment of receptivity. Surrendering to what is, and discovering what brings you joy is what brings the journey to life. You get to decide: sit and spin in quick-sand mud, or accept the tow truck and hitch a ride back home.
I've been there, and no doubt will be again, and I feel you if your road is a bit muddy. What I can offer is what helps me. Together we can move through heaviness, navigate ruts, listen deeply, and gather in surrendered love.
You are invited.
Becky Widschwenter- Mindful Movement with Becky