I woke up feeling restless today. It’s that feeling of knowing that you are on the verge of something big…humongous…life changing and you can just about reach out and touch it, but instead you’re in a holding pattern. It is like I am swinging around on a rope circling what’s on the horizon, but can’t quite get to it just yet. There are too many loose ends that need tying up, but I am just ready to BE there in that new place moving further towards my destiny. It’s a frustrating place to be…
Then I spoke to my grandmother, Eola Woolfolk. Today is her 95th birthday! Happy Birthday, Mama T!!! The beauty, life, wisdom and joy in her voice was the biggest soothing agent and exactly what I needed today. Her first words after my mom and I greeted her with our birthday wishes via conference call? “I am a blessed mother!” What a beautiful thing to be able to say at the age of 95.
I’m sure my grandmother had many days when she felt restless. She had many days when she was on the verge of big changes and probably felt like she was twisting around in the wind and hanging on to a rope for dear life ready and wanting to make it to the next destination. And she got there! And to the next “there”…and the next…and so on and so on.
What a special and beautiful motivation to let me know that if I just hang in there and keep pressing forward I will get there too.
What are some of the things you do to get through those restless times? Let me know!