Stuck in the Middle of the Creek
Remember those little gazelles from a couple of weeks ago, hopping from rock to rock to cross the stream...and me, doubling back behind them to cross?
It’s not always that way, right? Doubling back and then finding your way across the stream isn’t always a possibility. Sometimes you try to cross that stream, and you just get stuck in the middle, with no way forward and no way back. Maybe you hopped to a rock, realized that you weren’t going to be able to go that way, but the angle of the rock behind you is wrong and just isn’t going to let you get back on it.
I was talking to a friend the other day about this situation in my life right now where I just feel stuck. I really believe I’m doing all the right things and making all the right choices by it, and I feel really good in the choices I’m making...I feel like they’re all correct, they’re the right choices...and I still feel stuck.
I think that’s part of this life sometimes, right? We’re not always going to have a clear path across that creek, and sometimes we’re just going to be stuck where we are at this moment. Our life might feel uncomfortable, the spot we’re stuck in might make us feel anxious. We might not know how we’re going to get to the other side or what that other side is going to look like. The place where we’re at might not feel good all the time.
Perhaps in that place of stuck we can find a little more breath, a little more peace knowing that we’re making the best decisions we can, and we’re not alone in that feeling, we’re not alone when we’re in a place where we feel stuck.
If there’s a spot where you’re feeling stuck this week dear friend, I hope you can find a little more breath, a little more peace, and a little more knowledge that you are not alone in it.
I hope you have an amazing week dear friend.
The Things I Saw on my Run...
AKA: Emerging Life
It is spring. It is SPRING. The cherry blossoms, the dogwoods, the intoxicating spring green, the birds singing and yes…..the sound of lawn maintenance (not my favorite sound).. It is here, in all its glory. We have changed seasons and we are in the midst of this new life emerging from every corner.
I was on a run in the park this past weekend, enjoying the sights of spring while tromping along...the leaves, the blossoms, the birds. I noticed a woman, dancing her way down the trail, I noticed the kids playing by the creek, the folks playing frisbee in the park, the couples relaxing in hammocks. I took my shoes off at the end of my run and stuck my feet in the deliciously cold water and it felt oh so good.
There was a whole different energy, a whole different feeling in the park this past weekend. The joy at the change and the new life emerging was palpable.
I was thinking as I noticed that change, about how sometimes it's hard to find joy in change in our own lives, in our own situations. But perhaps this week we can find a little more joy in the change, in the emerging life. Perhaps we can notice those small, joyful tidbits, we can see them a little more clearly and carry them with us.
Can we find a little more joy in our lives this week dear friends?
I hope you have an amazing week, I am so very thankful for each of you!
...or, how I knew I was getting older
One point in our hike a couple of weeks ago, my kids and I crossed the stream to get to the other side and climb up some boulders. As they do, my boys hopped across the rocks like little gazelles, no worry or anxiety about falling in the water or getting shoes wet. Rock by rock they hopped until they got to the other side.
I was not so carefree...I have reached the age where I am not so carefree. I looked at the rocks, and chose my path...and then realized I wasn’t going to be able to make it one way, so I doubled back and went another way and another, until I got across the creek without falling in (this time!).
I was thinking as I jumped from rock to rock, about how often in life we must double back from the way we were going previously. It’s not failure on our part, but there are times when we go one direction and just realize that way is the wrong way, and we have to turn around and head another direction.
As I crossed those rocks, I was thinking about how even though we might know in our heads that doubling back and changing direction isn’t failure on our part, how we often take that need to switch directions as failure. If someone else in our lives came to us to tell us about how they had to double back and switch directions, we would tell them they didn’t fail, it’s just part of life. Even though we can see that we hold others with grace, how often do we hold ourselves with the same grace as we hold those around us? If you’re like me, not as often as we should.
May we, this week, hold ourselves with a little more grace when we inevitably have to double back and change directions on this journey we’re on. May we hold ourselves with grace.
I hope your week is just amazing dear friends.
Hi, I'm Krista!
Krista Mason is a yoga and fitness instructor based in Washington DC. She owns an online studio and loves it!