In a Funk
Having grown up near the ocean, I spent many summer days swimming in the Atlantic. And while I love swimming in the ocean (and miss it desperately), I recall numerous times that I got knocked down by thunderous waves, and swirled around in the mix of white water and sand. That’s kinda what this week is feeling like, minus the beach, the umbrellas, and the cute lifeguards. And all that knocking down is pushing me deeper and deeper into a FUNK.
Thankfully, I’ve got my trusty Mark Nepo book that I aim to read each morning, and you know what it said for today’s entry? Nepo was describing a woman’s journey through Europe, and he said this: “…though she often wasn’t sure where she was, she never felt lost. It was when she needed to arrive at a certain station at a certain time that she felt she was off course, astray, and at the fringe of where she was supposed to be…When we can free up our sense of needing to arrive in a certain place, we lessen the weight of being lost. And once beneath arriving and beneath our fear of failing to arrive, the real journey begins.”
Huh…interesting story and timing. Yes, rejection hurts and having things not work out the way I’d hoped *is* disappointing. Four times over in one week might put anyone in a FUNK. However, Nepo provides some perspective and solace that I’m working to take in and refocus myself. Perhaps these destinations weren’t the places I needed to be. Perhaps I’ve grown too attached to a timetable and to certain locations, and perhaps these attachments are what contribute to my feelings of being lost and in a FUNK. So, how to let go of these? Oh yeah, by doing this. Keep on the journey and trust the process.
How are you doing? What do you do to shake off a FUNK?
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