A couple of weeks ago, I had one of those days. Only there were several of them in a row. Not one thing went as planned. That was OK the first day. It wasn’t OK multiple days in a row and I did not handle it as well as I wanted to. When I finally got out to run one evening, which honestly felt like the first thing that had gone right, the realization hit me like a sack of bricks.
It is the old expectations versus reality gap and a lack of communication about those expectations with the people I needed to bring on board for the week to play out with some semblance of accomplishment. However, even if I’d done that part 100% correctly, some emergencies simply could not have been planned for.
As I took that alone time, (“knowing” I should be doing other things) in the silence of frozen air and fresh snow, I realized that despite the feeling that the day (week?) was a “wash”, there had been some important moments throughout that showed me I’d mostly made the right choices.
I could not have turned it around mentally, emotionally and strategically if I hadn’t had that time to clear my head. We not only hunger for sacred space; we absolutely must have it to grow and progress. For the divine hand of the universe to operate in our lives, we have to create the stillness to hear what is being said.
Join Sara Caputo of Radiant Organizing and myself for a She Negotiates community call, A Space of Your Own: White Space, Sacred Space, Your Space. Wednesday February 16th, 2011, 8pm EST/5pm PST. Register here. Come and claim your own!