Last night I took a walk after work, as I'd promised myself I would when I turned off my alarm clock earlier that morning and snoozed a bit longer. It was hot and muggy out and the air felt thick and pressured. When I walk or run I often play out conversations I'm thinking of having with someone, would like to have with someone, or know that I won't have, but will feel better if I get to "say" my piece. I've been thinking about contacting the bereavement center at the hospice we used to meet with a grief counselor and so last night I was thinking about what I might say to explain how I've been feeling lately.
As I mulled over just HOW I've been feeling lately I realized that I might be embroiled in an EXISTENTIAL CRISIS!?! For real. Maybe. No I think I am.
Luckily for me I believe that crises are opportunities for major change. A paradigm shift, perhaps. While our first inclination might be to hide, withdraw or ignore this type of crisis until it "hopefully" blows over, if we face it and try to answer the questions the crisis puts before us we might get to a place we never knew was possible.
I have no plan. Just to keep moving forward.
