A couple of weeks ago I had the privilege of spending the weekend with some ridiculously amazing women. The time spent with them was in celebration of the upcoming birth of one of my dearest friends. She, being an adventurous warrior woman, wanted us all to camp and hike down to the Yuba river before spending the next day in celebration, prayer and pampering of her Blessingway Ceremony.
I was hesitant.
My brain started going into fear mode. Over two years ago, we spent time at the same camp site and hiked down to the same river during the bachelorette celebration for another friend.
At that time, I was overweight, out of shape and in a pretty unhealthy period of my life. I don't think I knew how unhappy I was, but I did know that my body did not want to cooperate with the mile hike up from the river. I felt slow - an impediment to the rest of the group. However, I had these amazing women who lifted me up when I didn't truly know how to lift myself.
Back to the present:
The memory of this time frightened me. Was I going to be able to do this hike without being a burden?
I tried to convince myself that my fear stemmed from my care for my friend...she is 8 months pregnant, I thought, she can't do this kind of hike....wrong!
Pushing through it, I knew I needed to support her and her vision for this time. I couldn't let my own fear, and memories of times past cloud my love and support of her.
What I constantly find in times like this, is how amazing the power of the universe is. When we think we won't be able to move past, the universe has its ways of showing us we can, putting the right people in our life at the right time and pushing us to see beyond our own self-made barriers.
Lesson learned (again) - I am strong!
I have worked hard to become healthy - physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I set my sites everyday on what I can do to keep becoming healthy and it is exciting.
After returning from the hike we ate an amazing dinner and my strong pregnant friend asked us to play a "game". She asked us to look at some words that represented the things she had been going through or thinking about throughout her pregnancy - i.e. hungry, pushing, love, family - and then asked for each of us to share how one of those words relates to how we are feeling in our lives right now. The "game" turned into much more of an emotional group love and therapy session and it was amazing.
I happened to go first with the word "Transition".
Transition: noun
movement, passage, or change from one position, state, stage,subject, concept, etc., to another; change. (from dictionary.com)
Transition for me represents the journey I have been on the past two years. I transitioned from a time of un-health to a time of health, from a time of sadness to a time of happiness, from a time of fear to a time of growth, from one amazing city to a new adventure in the bay, from the single life to an amazing relationship.
My life has changed and transitioned greatly, but my takeaway from it is this: transitions are fun and exciting!
Now, I just have to remember that everyday -even when transitions are hard and painful, or scary - a transition means something new, fun, exciting and joyful is around the corner.
