This week, close to commemorating two years of a pandemic that has changed our lives forever, I am reminded that I am in fact … a service.
And just like that … a journey towards another myself started. Beautiful and scary at the exact same time.
It always starts as a dip in my energy. Sometimes I am in the middle of something I enjoy, far, far away (I think) from
Self reflection can be painful but it will always be fruitful if you are honest and open minded in the pursuit of self discovery.
Authentic connection means bringing your whole self to the table (even the less pleasant parts), making mistakes, getting into conflictual situations at times, not liking what you hear or having to be very unpopular.
What is the middle ground that lies between being truly grateful for what you have and striving to improve things that don’t go so well? When is it ok to continue to try to better yourself and your situation and when does a future better become the enemy of the good you already have? I wish there was a way this can be measured. More often than not these days I wish for some certainty and clarity amongst all this noise.