Choosing to change before I collapse.
This is the time for courage, for drastic life changes, in service of breaking a pattern that has had me in it’s clutches. No more.
My belief and story that I must constantly do, accomplish, and perform to make my mark. To help. To have influence. To be of service. To feel I have value and worth.
I am painfully aware that just being feels like failure.
This insidious pattern has reared its head again. And I am choosing to do things differently. I refuse to collapse again.
Instead, I’m going to move to Hawaii. Yup, seriously, moving to Hawaii.
Let me be clear, this is not a “geographical intervention.” I mean, it is, but it’s not. I am moving. And it is a very intentional reasons, with eyes wide open.
Stress is the worst. It wears me down, my body screams at me to stop, and often it is too late before I hear my body’s pleas. So, it’s time to try something new. I am saying, not just saying but shouting out loud to the heavens: I choose my health.
I choose a life worthy of being present to, of remembering, of not missing. I am not dropping out, I am dropping in. I am showing up to be rather than do.
And I am giving the system of my body a break. It’s been working hard, but I’ve crossed a line of business that cannot continue. So it’s time to slow down, and soak up the potentially uncomfortable slowness, and space, to bring my pacing back to a healthy place.
This time it’s not because I’m sick and have to, but because I choose to preventatively.
What in your life feels like is asking to happen to support your health that you have not been willing to change? How do you move from talking about doing it, to having the bravery to step into the fire of change?