How to get a new life – “The Unwanted House Guest”
I love a bit of Rumi and this poem really resonated with me given I have my own version of an unwanted house guest that forced me to change my life and slow down. Take a moment to read it:
For me, my house guest is this permanent thing I now need to live with. It’s been 18 months of living with a body that just does shit but, on reflection, it has given me much which I am thankful for.
One of the nice things that has come out of my unfortunate health issues is my sense of today is not the same as my last.My sense of today is not the same as my last. Somehow different. Click To Tweet
Somehow different. What I want to make it. Doing stuff I love to the level I can manage. My week has had to become tailor made for me. What does each day look like to you? The same as yesterday? Chances are you’re in 9-5 job working 40 hours and more a week. Before I got sick, I was there too. I loved it but it sucked at the same time too. I always referred to it as my hamster wheel. In slowing down but also still being able to focus on what I love, my whole perspective has changed. I have been able to create something that is entirely right for ‘me’.
I have space to actually think.
I am living far more in the present and not so much in my head, free to experience the world around me in all its trivialities. I have more space to be kinder and more compassionate (I am not prodding my adrenaline as much and snapping at the kids like I used to). I have to go slow for what I can cope with – I set my pace, no one else does. I have created a new me – with the ‘thing’!
Sure there have been sacrifices.
My body ain’t at all what it used to be and everyday there is something about my condition I have to navigate which can make some days really hard. I can still do stuff but it’s always with modification or avoiding certain triggers. I still participate in the corporate world just in a different way. I had to get creative. This new place I find ourselves (and I include my family in that) is richer in some ways I never imagined and, even though there has been no choice in it, in some ways I wouldn’t trade it. Without being dramatic, it feels like a new chance at life. This thing was my shit hitting the fan or, as I referred to it the other day, the bus that stopped me in my tracks.
So who is your unwanted house guest?
Is it an illness? It is a certain situation or someone you are dealing with? It is a job you no longer love? What is it they are guiding you towards and, if you changed things, what is it you could become?What is your unwanted house guest guiding you towards? Click To Tweet