I’m in the middle of a massive shift.
The last time I felt such a massive shift in my life, there were all of these external changes happening.
In the space of three years, my mother died, I planned a wedding, my brother died, I got a mortgage, bought an apartment, my father died, I got married and moved from Manhattan to the Bronx.
By the time I was settled into our new apartment, I didn’t know which way was up. I literally did not recognize the outer landscape of my life.
With so much having changed on the outside, it made sense to me that my internal landscape would need to recalibrate. I was living in a new world. I needed to find a new true north.
This time though, there’ve been no circumstances creating the pressure that precipitates such movement. This time, the shift has come solely from within, a seismic shifting of the tectonic plates of my very soul.
It is terrifying and yet so right-feeling at the same time.
Everything in my life has come into question. A massive excavation. A massive exploration.
It’s as if I have been squeezed out of myself and am born anew, looking around. And the one thing I can see clearly is that my whole life I have been in pursuit of one thing or another. Popularity, academic excellence, talent, money, happiness, fame, career success, love, a thinner body, a better me, forgiveness, acceptance, self-love, a desire to live, a desire to stop wanting to die (they are different,) peace, direction…fame (I come back to that one because that is a huge one)…you name it.
I’ve been running around like a woman with my hair on fire for as long as I can remember, and I couldn’t stop even if I had ever wanted to, and I didn’t. There were times I wanted them to stop, for life to stop, for the pain to stop, for everything to stop, for me to stop being conscious. But I never wanted and could never imagine not being in pursuit.
Until now, that is. Now, I just want to…stop.
That is the seismic shift I am in right now. I am shifting from a life of pursuit to a life of, what? What is the opposite of pursuit? I don’t know.
Is it simply being? I don’t even know what the hell that is. Is that really OK? What will happen? What if I give up the pursuit of pursuit? What will I do with my life if I do not pursue something?
Who will I be? Will I fall I back into the chasm? Will I be falling into the obscurity I have so feared?
And if I fall into the chasm of my own soul, will it be a free fall that lasts forever, or will I land on soft ground at some point? This cannot be yet another pursuit. I have to let it be whatever it is. I cannot fall back wishing it to be one way or another at the other end.
I just have to fall back. And that is terrifying and yet so absolutely right-feeling at the same time.
I’ll either see you on the other side, or I won’t. Deep breath. Here I go.
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“I just have to fall back. And that is terrifying and yet so absolutely right-feeling at the same time.
I’ll either see you on the other side, or I won’t. Deep breath. Here I go.”
So fearfully exciting. I hope it will all go well for you. Good luck and enjoy your journey. You deserve a good beginning.
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Thank you. Thank you.
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