Some days I feel like a baby bird being pushed out of the nest.
At least my comfort zone.
In the past three weeks I’ve driven in the dark more times than likely the past five years.
All day trips to the city and lengthy errand runs into town are at an all time high for such a short period of time.
Yet I’m not grumbling.
At least not badly.
It is what it is.
Do what needs to done.
Suck it up, princess.
Desensitization forces for anti-hermit living are in full swing.
I fully recognize this as a heads up of what is to come.
Preparation in progress.
For exactly what remains to be seen.
The only thing to do is hurry up and wait.
And forget about it for now.
Letting go is the only way to have some iota of
Get out of my own way.
This too I’ve learned – the hard way.
Because I’m brilliantly skilled at screwing things up by trying to make them happen before their time.
The more that’s out of my control, the less I can.
So stop trying.
There’s a better way to get through this in between time.
Be present to what’s here now.
Put in place what you can and exude resiliency to manage the rest.
Stop. pushing. rope.
Forcing the unknown to be known only makes it what you know.
Leaning in hard to control what’s out of your control is pure struggle.
Being hell bent on a particular result is blinding.
Sometimes you just have to recognize you’ve done all you can do.
And stop running interference for the greater something else that is working on far grander scales on your behalf.
You’ll know when you know.
In the spirit of forgetting for now and getting out of the way, what’s for supper?
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chief nudging officer
Crazy for cats and potatoes, Lorraine's insatiable curiosity of Life leads her to question, explore and push beyond the box. A self-professed "left-brained creative big picture" type, she has an intuitive knack for seeing beyond and beneath first appearances while at the same time nerding out on the details. Most of all she sees and holds others in their highest until they can see it for themselves.