When It Feels Like the Ground is Shifting
The light energy could hardly be stronger than it’s been over the past week in the northern hemisphere. We’ve crested the most number of daylight hours for this year and last week the the full moon illuminated the night. The light shining on us has been strong.
The new life we were waiting for in spring has arrived—in our gardens and in our selves. There is much hope, but as at the beginning of any new life, the energy is chaotic. The world is different and the rules of engagement are foreign to those we remember.
Even as I write this, the light shines on the glaring truths of egregious behavior our culture has carried out and condoned. With so many existential issues surfacing —Indigenous issues, looming environmental catastrophies, racism, and economic disparity, life can feel overwhelming. It can feel like the ground is shifting beneath our feet.
Relax. It’s not up to each of us to tackle them all. Our mission is merely to use our skills and gifts to the best of our ability, in whatever we’re called to do. By doing that, the larger issues get taken care of too.
All that bright light shining on the big stuff helps us explore our fullest potential. It prompts us to celebrate the new life of summer and take in all that’s growing in us and in the world. Life is flourishing, encouraging us to be open, and outward looking. It asks us to surrender our energy to growth and transformation.
Less than a week after posting my spring reflections in Swamp Wisdom, the call came, naturally, during a walk in the woods. While there are still many loose ends to wrap up before sharing, I hope to be able to do so later this summer. Suffice it to say, I’m looking forward to a major undertaking that will build on my experiences while challenging me in new ways.
I’m not alone in facing transition. Many are navigating extraordinary personal challenges. Friends are living through major health crises, end-of-life decisions, and the break-up of family relationships. Others are finding joy in the arrival of new life—children, grandchildren. Some are packing up and putting down roots in a brand new setting.
As exciting and hopeful as something new can be, even when positive and chosen, it can throw us into turmoil. Over the past month, work, preparation for what lies ahead and purchasing a car have usurped much of my time in nature. (I’ve managed with rentals for seven years.) I catch myself when it feels like the ground is shifting beneath my feet.
My daily meditation practice helps me maintain balance, but the best elixir is heading for the trail. A contemplative walk in the forest, or meadow, or mountains (in the cool of the day) is restorative and regenerative. Reading biographies and memoirs of others who have risen through seemingly impossible adversity, demonstrating courage and value-based leadership (Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King, Maya Angelou, Malala Yousafzai) are inspiring. We’re not all here to be world leaders, but we’re here to share those unique gifts we brought into the world.
Change is challenging. Over the past month I’ve wrestled with the voices that tell me I’m unworthy, not smart enough, or too old. I thank them for their concern about me and tell them to go play because that’s a child’s voice. Then I go back and read words that adult Liz has written, such as those in Swamp Wisdom. They remind me that even when it feels like the ground is shifting, I’m on the right path.
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Those “voices that tell me I’m unworthy, not smart enough, or too old” can come calling on many of us, Liz. Recognizing them for what they are, and “telling them to go play” is a wonderful response. Maya, Nelson, Malala, you, me, we can inspire each other. Thanks of this bit of wisdom.
Thank you Jeff. Have a great weekend!
Yes, those voices! I’ve been battling many of those for years. Maybe I’m not strong enough to tell them to go play….but I sure wish they would!
Thanks for the reminder that we can overcome…..Marianne
Thank them for their concern Marianne. They mean well. Reassure them that all’s well. Then tell them to go play. Try that. 🙂
I do enjoy your news and very profound insights. They help me refocus and keep positive thoughts on the front burner. Most of all they remind me of the power of a walk up the river trail and stop being negative about the presence of all the new people who have ” found” our rural small town paradise. I feel crowded out sometimes which is silly and then I feel not very nice so to speak…not how I would have ever characterized myself pre- pandemic. I long for my old very rural home. Living in the past cannot be a good thing Lol. I need a plan/new undertaking too. You are understanding of yourself and I admire that so much.
It is hard when we have to share what we considered “our” space with others, especially when they don’t carry the same heart for it. You are not alone in your feelings Sue. Rather than look at it from a negative perspective, next time you walk up the river trail, ask what are the lessons in all this for you? And then listen. Don’t expect an immediate answer. It can come anywhere, any time, from any”one”.