Picking up the pieces

The last half year has taken its toll on all of us, one way or another. I have been fortunate enough (so far) to get through 2020 physically unscathed, which makes me feel incredibly fortunate.

Our individual experiences obviously differ from one each other, and what was a blessing for one, may have taken its toll on another.

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We’ve found ourselves -maybe for the first time ever- in the longest close contact with our families as our children’s education became suspended, spouses suddenly worked from home, our personal freedom was impinged upon with the 12 week lock-down, and life changed almost weekly due to varying government announcements.

Parents understandably started to struggle. Children also started to struggle, going through a phase that offered little or no stability or certainty.

I don’t want to go into death tolls, domestic violence, second waves, messed up A levels and 3rd year university or mis-information about vaccinations and immunity. I personally don’t find there’s any benefit in blaming or emphasising drama or fear.

We are still very much in Corona time, what a bizarre year 2020 has turned out to be. Holding amazing amounts of potential and devastation in equal measures.

Where do we stand right now?

What is going on for people, what has changed?

How are we going forward from this?

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My belief is that something this big, this impactful cannot just disappear in order for people to just go back to normal. Surely there’s a nugget of wisdom in here that we can ongoingly facilitate and use to change, to transform our lives?!

Maybe it is becoming impossible to brush our issues under the carpet “the way we used to”, they just keep popping up again. Maybe it is a time, where our values are permanently changing to a level that will benefit the whole collective. Maybe it is time to listen more patiently, may it be to our gut feeling or our hearts or our children or neighbours. Maybe it is a time, where we can learn to grow beyond the discomfort we feel when following the news or social media, simply by becoming more selective to where we let ourselves be steered.

Maybe it is time to take the focus from outside of us and start becoming aware of the inside of us more. Maybe the stability we knew was always an illusion. Maybe we can appreciate our contact with the people we love more now that we know what it feels like to have the chance of connection taken away from one day to the other. Maybe we can become less selfish and more amazed at the self-healing mechanisms of the planet, contributing by making conscious decisions about what we consume, do and how we travel. Maybe we can see fear and focus on love instead. Maybe we allow our pain to surface and try and sit with it until it passes, rather than trying to ‘fill the void’.

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Maybe it’s time to explore our inner landscapes with all the patience and courage we can muster, a time to nurture our needs differently and to allow change to take place, transforming us into more conscious and conscientious human beings. Maybe it is a time of sorting through our “maybes”, becoming less dependent on outside triggers (info, ideas, opinions..) and more confident about our inner voices and wisdom. Maybe we find we have a different choice, learn to let go of old beliefs and develop into explorers and creators. Maybe …

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