My get up and go has been in distress recently. To be fully honest, for a fleeting moment, I felt like it had got up and gone!
As a family, we have just relocated from the west of Canada over to the east. Within all the excitement of moving back home to a place we all truly love, the enormity of the move hasn’t fully hit until recently. Selling a house, decluttering, packing, organizing, planning, saying goodbyes, letting go of unfulfilled dreams, travelling over 8,000 kms, renting a new home, unpacking, purchasing replacements, saying hellos, connecting with old friends, discovering new friends, registering for new schools, finding new health practitioners, unpacking some more …and the list goes on! Although wonderfully familiar having lived here before and together with that comforting heartfelt connection of this being home, I have however been aware of a tug of grumpy heaviness of starting over again, again.
Starting over again, again …seriously? Surely by now in my stage of life, I would have passed the start line.
My heart is speaking. My heart is feeling. I want to listen.
By connecting and listening, I am honouring the very core of who I truly am. I can powerfully hear those feelings that are stuck in that tug of grumpy heaviness having to start over again, again. Despite the empowering decision my husband Russ and I made to move back home, I am acknowledging my heart is in a disempowering place. It is holding me back from receiving the joy of following through on this wonderful move.
What does my heart need to let go of so I can receive the fulness of joy?
By creating space for my heart to speak, I realize my heart needs to verbally process and let go of all those unfulfilled dreams that Russ and I lovingly had hoped for while on the west coast. My heart needs to grieve all that could have been, ready to fully move into the joy of all that wonderfully is and all that wonderfully could be. My heart wants to catch up and be whole, together with my mind, soul and strength.
In some areas, it does look like I am starting again, again, however it’s not to the extent my heart has been feeling. I am at the start line, but one that is starting from a previous powerful finish line. My start is progressive, it has movement. It is the beginning of a new chapter, but not the beginning of my story.
My beautiful story is continually growing, progressing and deepening. With many well established chapters before me, I am ready to embrace the start of a new chapter, yet to be revealed and yet to be written.
I give my heart permission to explore again!
If you too are discouraged from feeling like you are starting over again, again, may I encourage you to take a moment and acknowledge your heart and listen in to what it is speaking.
QUESTION TIME: What areas in your life do you feel like you are starting over again, again? What is your heart feeling? What do you need to let go of so you can receive the fulness of joy? What do you need to make room for?
How may I support you?