This past weekend, I was able to cross states #43 (Minnesota) and #44 (North Dakota) off my list. It feels so good! States remaining: Alaska, Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Rhode Island, and Connecticut.
Our time in Illinois is coming quickly to a close. I am thrilled that, in the end, we’ll have spent 22 months in Tennessee and 22 months in Illinois. When all is said and done, it just feels right that each place gets an equal amount of time – I think it fairly reflects the significance of each place on this crazy journey.
I’m currently waist-deep in another in-between phase. Our move date is set for July 30th and I know roughly how that will transpire because it is yet another corporate relocation. What is uncertain – or yet to be revealed, in any case – is what our new nest will look or feel like.
In response to any anxiety over this uncertainty, I am deploying mantras, and prayer, and asking for help. I’m getting acupuncture weekly and trying to take more salt baths. I’m also taking herbal tinctures, using essential oils, sleeping as much as I can, and indulging in a regular yoga practice. I am leaning on the helpful shoulders of others who say nice things to me, and make me laugh, and offer me the reassurance that indeed, all will be well.
I’ve started to notice repeating numbers again – a lot of them throughout every day. And I’ve had a dozen dreams with richly felt symbolism, and I’m running into animal medicine every which way that I turn. I’ve received the message lately to s l o w d o w n and to keep my belief that everything is working out as it should.
On the flip side: my body is holding stress and tension. The muscles in my feet are increasingly sore, and I’ve realized that I am going to need to visit a doctor if this persists – there is no yoga pose that seems to grant relief. My gut is swarming with sugar from indulgent food choices. My skin appears a little dull, and my energy is definitely bloated and sluggish. To find optimal healthfulness through this time, I will need to plan more efficiently around my nutritional needs. I’ve got a history of eating my feelings, and so I know on a cellular level that food will temporarily numb pain or angst. Thankfully, I also have a history of eating well, and so my cells also know that healthy, balanced eating will help clear my mind and body.
Late last week, I predicted that my focus would pivot after this weekend. This was the last pleasure trip booked for our time in Chicagoland; all that remains is a wedding in Dubuque (!! Hooray!) and a trip to Portland to find housing. I am hoping that redirecting some energy toward this relocation will help to bring some calm and clarity.
It will all get done.
No matter how it happens, it will all get done.
One cycle completes and clears, and gives way for another to begin to take root.
Perhaps the most important thing to me, at this time, is to stay present, to practice self-compassion, to extend gratitude in all directions, and to love this life + everything in it while I have a chance.
How do you eat an elephant? One bite at a time.