Often priorities shift and reshape when we face life-changing events. Things we thought were important recede, and what is crucial to the core of our being stands up.
Looking back, I’m really grateful for these situations. They are like a furnace refining precious metals. What results is more malleable and able to be used without fracturing. Reflecting the light without impurities, like a mirror freshly polished.
So what do I see?
Good things being brushed away so the best can emerge.
Facets of life that were for a season, now being shed like worn out clothes.
Vulnerability comes with letting go. Like space in my diary, or not having a reason to do certain tasks anymore. Introducing myself to a new group when I am still not quite sure which words to use.
This happened last week when I joined an online collaborative. Who am I? What do I call myself?
Previous labels, expressing priorities of the past were too hollow. They no longer had substance, and just didn’t fit anymore.
So I tried out a new phrase – quiet disruptor – and was surprised at how well it fitted me, and how others responded. It didn’t just come out of the blue, it was there waiting to be used.
Looking back, it’s the core that’s been there all the time, just expressed tangentially and often shaped to fit the circumstances of the moment. Sometimes shrouded, sometimes exposed. But now having air to breathe.
So what might need to be named for you?
Are there expectations and emotions that currently obscure it?
You don’t have to wait for life to shake things up a bit to see what’s really important. Trust me!