I have had a bit
more time to contemplate on and think about where things are in my life and
where I want them to be. Being
physically stopped in a few ways recently has a way of doing that, giving a
person more time to be with their thoughts, yikes!
For as long as I can remember I have found physical activity as a
release, a way to get rid of steam, motivate and energize me. It has given me an escape of some sorts that enables
me to refocus, reground and carry on. Getting
the blood a pumping and the sweat a dripping is the place that I can find
perspective that I have a hard time finding while sitting stagnant and
pondering where to go and how to get there. So in this time of limitations, as
I continue to try to fight the obvious, I am humbled and brought back to this
quiet place. Unfortunately too much time to think has my mind racing trying to
find something else that will enable me to work up that sweat and get the blood
a pumping, kind of like what I can imagine an addiction would feel like. In the
last almost 4 weeks now I have relentlessly tried to control and manipulate my
situation, all to no avail. In this process I have found discouragement and
frustration, however, I have also had the opportunity to practice patience
(thank you Ms. Kohut for the gentle reminder), learn to ask for help and
perhaps get a little rest on certain body parts. In the quiet I have been able
to accept, to a certain degree, some things, but with that being said have used
some of this quiet time to do research and experiment with different things to
get back to where I want to be (yup still stubborn). As important as it may be to be flexible and
accepting at times, I believe there is a fine line between accepting and making
an excuse as to why ‘I can’t’. I can honestly say this to be true for myself
because I have teetered on that line, mostly in an effort to protect myself. I
think being aware of this simple fact only makes me want to work a little
harder to stay on the side of the line I wish to remain on. I know at this
time, and many more in my life, I will need to be more flexible and accepting
in order to be happy and find peace. I will need to be more like the bamboo and
willow which survive by bending in the wind, changing and adjusting as life
makes it necessary. Life is full of lessons; one just needs the right
perspective in order to learn from them when they are presented to us.
Alana Regier
http://alanaregier.blogspot.ca
A fall picture from one of my favorite local running places, with even a bench to rest on!
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