I've learned a lot in the last few weeks.
It's amazing how the influence of one, very in-tune and connected individual can, in one action, reset your inner sight, snapping into being a deepened perspective and shaking loose a series of understandings. Honestly, it was like an avalanche of 'I get it now' over a flood of mental pictures and memories of past moments of discomfort, vague angst and plain fear. I could almost hear the click, click, click, of the past snapping into clarity.
President Joe Biden did that for me when he chose to stop campaigning and turn his energy to finishing his term well. Solidly successful, but underrated by those not in-the-know, I believe that President Biden did what I could not do so many times in my life: recognize that, although I had honed a 'thing' to be well-practiced and excellent, I no longer fit into the space I occupied while doing it.
Who knows why that space evolves, or mutates? Or if it is others, or not just ourselves, who morph and grow, or simply change over time. But when the uncomfortable moments begin to pile up and you start to feel a drag on your psyche-soul, the space or fit has changed. There is no denying it. It is not a simple matter of needing a break or a vacation; you experience an inner scrambling to reengage with the sweet spot that life was--only a few short days ago.
And what I learned is that walking away from the 'non fit' into the open space of life is a breath of fresh air.
Yes, it's scary. Yes, there are more questions than answers and new discomforts of another nature, but there is the hope, too. Hope of a new sweet spot, just around the corner. And there is tremendous relief and a sense of reestablishing inner bearing: reconnecting with one's essentials, recognizing and acting on soul-promptings.
Bottom line, there is freedom in walking away from the what was and toward what will be.
I think the truth is, that when one's sweet spot suddenly isn't, it means that there is another sweet spot that only is a fit for you. Doesn't mean that this new one is 'forever' either, but rather that it is only by leaving the old fit that we find the new fit.
Have courage (I say this to myself as much as to you, dear reader!). Take the leap out of an imperfectly-fitting cocoon. You will likely need those new wings for your new sweet spot, when it finds you. Or you find each other.
Forget the nay-sayers who want you to believe you were 'never' a good fit. Forget the fear mongers who say this was the 'only' fit. Reconnect with the essential commitments you've made: who do you love? what drives your life purpose and passion? what brings you joy? For whom, or what, are you here ... in this time on earth?
The sweet-spot-that-was served to provide you a space to live out those essential commitments. Do not confuse the space with your core being's essentials. They are not the same thing--the 'sweet spot' is simply the office desk from which to work out your purpose and essential commitments to life.
The desk is too small for you now. Be brave and step out.
Be like Joe.
