I didn’t think I’d post this week. I mean, here I am at a conference for Integrative Women’s Healthcare at a beautiful resort, learning a ton of great information and enjoying beautiful weather, so who has time to post on a blog? It’s basically vacation time, right? I’m not at work, the kids are at home, and the honey and I are thoroughly enjoying ourselves. It’s been a great getaway and I’ve felt nurtured and insulated and I feel rested. I’ve gotten to sleep! I just heard about Hurricane Irma secondhand, because I haven’t turned on a TV or looked a news website this whole week. So far, so good, right? I’ve been actually using my rest time to rest, which is important for the balance I’m always looking for and teaching others to seek. So why am I writing?
Resting…
Here’s what happened. I was sitting at the pool yesterday, finishing my second (!) novel, enjoying the late afternoon sunshine and thinking about where we might go for a nice dinner. But I felt this sense of unrest, of anxiety. Why? There was nothing to be anxious about. First I felt like I was missing a deadline because I usually post on Fridays and I hadn’t written anything yet. Then I kept thinking about all the preparations that need to happen over the next two weeks for the Tea Talk. My Martha mind was busy reminding me of all the things that I was going to have to do when I got home. I felt antsy, like I couldn’t lounge at the pool and enjoy the relaxation. So I did what I usually do – I got up. I started doing things. I packed up my things over the objections of my husband, walked over to the resort restaurants, and started planning for dinner. I came back and told him what I found out, and then headed back to our room to get ready. I ran my bath, planned my outfit, and checked my calendar. I got busy!
Calendars out!
But in the background, a very quiet voice was speaking. It was talking to me, reminding me of some very simple things. I was wondering to myself if this conference was even a good idea, or maybe I should have waited until spring to do the Tea Talk. I mean, why did I schedule myself this way? Why did I think I could go away for a week and then come back to a major event two weeks later? Why didn’t I prepare more before I left?! I was going into a downward mental spiral. But the voice kept talking. What I was reminded of was this: I am supposed to be at this conference. I am scheduled to do the Tea Talk at exactly the right time. I have enough time to do all the preparations I have to do. Everything is happening as it should…
No matter where you are, vacation or regular crazy life, God is moving you forward. I believe that God is the one doing the moving, but you may call it universal energy or a higher power or something else. In any case, if we are living, we are moving. Everything that happens is an opportunity to make choices, to expand and grow. Our brains are designed to constantly look for threats and danger. We are always on the lookout for what’s wrong, threatening, or out of place. It’s second nature to think this way. But…
What if I am exactly where I need to be right now? What if everything is exactly as it should be? If I thought this way, how would it change how I live in the world? How about you?
Yesterday I had a chance to choose: to enjoy the moments of rest I was given, or hustle ahead into the next week before it was even here. The good news is that I’m learning. I wrote this post because I wanted to and because I had something to share. The rest – it’ll be there when I get home.
If you believed everything was as it should be, how would that change how you live your life? Would it change things for you? Please share in the comments below!
The Tea Talk is two weeks away! If you want to join me, please go to the Event Brite and get your spot reserved – space is limited!