The Universe has a sense of humor. – Mineral Sister
It was an ordinary day. I had one plan. Drive to the park and walk the trail.
I had been experiencing a number of “blah” days and knew that I needed some movement. Any movement. I needed to put my body in motion so that the foggy thoughts could evaporate and the intelligent and lively self that I recognize and love could return to me once again.
It was settled. I started on the trail with a goal of two miles. Walk two miles.
Undeterred by the soaked earth which remained after the overnight rainfall, I started on my way. Just .2 miles in to my walk something unexpected happened. I ran into an obstacle.
A tree had fallen and blocked part of the trail.
I stopped in my tracks.
I didn’t know what to do at first. Do I climb it and keep going? Do I crawl underneath it? Do I turn around and go back?
Okay, okay…I get it
The way I felt at seeing that tree in my path, was the very same way I had been feeling about my journey to creating this new life of mine.
Part of the reason that the fog had set in to my brain and one of the reasons I had decided to walk on the trail was because I had encountered a few obstacles in my original plan.
Have you ever been in a position where your original plan doesn’t seem to be working out and you have to make some new decisions?
I’m a bit embarrassed about how long it took me to make a decision on the trail. I have three older ladies to thank. They unknowingly modeled some things for me.
One woman immediately tried to see if she could get the fallen tree to go down lower. She had a little success and was able to climb over.
The second woman braced herself and got over the tree too.
The third woman was not sure if she could make it over. She touched the tree and backed away from it. She thought about the possibility of injury to her already fragile knee. She had decided in her mind that she could not do it.
I offered to help the ladies if they thought they needed it. I had this vision of us all pitching in together to get the woman over the tree. They politely declined my offer.
As the third woman muddled over her choices I knew there was only one decision for me to make. I climbed over the tree and continued with my walk. I gave a word of thanks for the experience and for the ability to see on the outside, what has been going on with me on the inside.
Girl, stop dragging your feet!
I am ready to admit that I need to learn how to make decisions quickly.
My perfectionist tendencies mixed with a low tolerance for change means that I find myself stuck when I am completing projects that take me out of my comfort zone.
What if I get wrong?
There is only one way to find out.
The best way out is always through. – Robert Frost
Obstacles come and go. Plans are made and revised or even scrapped altogether. The only way to know if you are on the right path, if there is such a thing as a “right” path is to actually get on the path.
I had a lovely walk. The blahs have lifted now and I can see myself again. I will continue on my way, dealing with each thing in its own time.