I have this recurring dream where I find myself running. Whatever led to me moving my feet is inconsequential. It starts as a jog, and then I'm running. I keep running and before I know it, I am running in the air. In the air I don't float, fly or glide. I am not an aeroplane. I just keep running in the sky. That feels like me here on earth. I am so happy I have three kids that keep me very grounded.
From a young age I have always moved and I have always been unsettled. It was a hard fact to accept about myself but now I have addressed it, I can comfortably accept it and work on it. There are so many things that has contributed to my need to always be somewhere else and not being totally happy exactly where I am. I moved a lot as a child growing up and that is definately a contributing factor as to why I am the way I am now as an adult. I have always had to adapt to a new environment, be it a new home or a new school or a new country (whether I liked it or not). In a way, it has helped me think of life so differently. All things have worked together for my good. Now I'm still on the move but rather than see it as something negative, I am actually quite happy with my drive to keep moving forward and looking towards the future. I hate feeling stagnant and boxed up. It has partly shaped the woman I am. Now I have embraced that aspect of my life, I have taken a more positive approach to it. While striving for perfection and daydreaming about tomorrow, it's a pretty good idea to enjoy the right now. The moments which make up today. I am grateful that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Running is me. And I'm loving this race.
Be Inspired
xoxo
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