I have always thought my life was well mapped out. I knew what I wanted. I knew how to go about achieving what I wanted and I was journeying on the path just as planned. My compass was pointed in the right direction and all I needed to do, was stay the course. Then the inevitable happens. The uncomfortable groundlessness beneath my feet lets me know, without a doubt, that major life-changing events are happening that may have me changing course. My compass is broken.
Change is never easy. With every breath I take, a change occurs. What makes it difficult is when I convince myself that I am not ready for the change. Over the years, I formed a lot of ideas about what life is, oftentimes based on unrealistic hopes and standards. I learned that what I thought life was supposed to be like, was not always the case. I often found myself frustrated when reality set in and it fell short of my expectations.
Never have expectations played a more significant role than in relationships with others. In any healthy relationship there are certain expectations, like being treated well and being respected. Those are realistic expectations. But sometimes I have found myself in a relationship that did not mirror what I anticipated would happen. At times like this I experience sadness, hurt, remorse or betrayal.
Finding new direction, for me, means changing my perspective. If I cannot change the circumstance, I need to change my perspective. This means seeing the perfection in the relationship, just the way it is.
With eyes full of clarity, I am capable of changing the relationships in my life by adjusting my point of view.
'When you are lost in the rain, search for a rainbow.".
Pushed is what happens
Pushed is losing balance.
Pushed is stretching boundaries.
Pushed is searching. Pushed is falling.
Pushed preceded falling. Falling is losing balance.
I am pushed