How often do you say to yourself
There must be something more?
Scratch the surface of any functioning midlife woman and you will hear her say
I love my kids
I enjoy my job
I am grateful for this and that and the other, but there must be something more?
We all fantasize of escaping to a desert island or taking off – Elizabeth Gilbert – Eat, Pray, Love style. We have commitments, families, partners and mortgages. Stuff gets in the way of our dreams.
Yet the feeling of something missing bubbles in the background. The restlessness remains.
Two years ago I felt that restlessness, the niggling feeling that there was something else.
Had forgotten who I was?
I used to write, sing, dance, do stuff that scared me.
I had lost my identity and my own earning power.
I had always devoted my time for others and not concentrated on what was important to me.
I was stuck.
Stuck- sitting on the runway of life waiting for permission to take off.
Does this sound familiar?
That was me two years ago.
But I was brave. I didn’t ignore the restlessness, I got curious, I read, did the inner work, sat in the discomfort of it all. I asked questions and sought guidance. I found out what made me feel whole. I rested and restored myself. I found my tribe, people who lifted me up and nurtured me. I invested in my well-being and did more of what made my soul sing.
Restlessness was replaced by contentment and calm. Wanting and longing replaced by curiosity. Stuck became evolution and evolution- a joyful and fulfilling life.
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