I have always loved to dance, to sing, to move quickly from space to space. I do none of these brilliantly, but all with great energy, when I am in ‘the zone.’ They used to help me create a space where I felt free to soar and really did not care who was watching and/or listening.
I have always loved what the introduction to a familiar song can do for me, the joy when my foot taps and my shoulders sway and I know that I am going to know every word of the song. A melody that takes me back in time, a soulful rendition that brings me close to people I have lost, a tempo that regardless of my current energy, turbo charges a moment. You know what I mean, surely?
But experiencing a sense of rhythm in your life and your day is more than those unplanned moments and had become lost to me somewhere along my road. In my desire to do the right thing and do it well I sped through the decades. I had fun, achieved, married, became a mom, a teacher and met so many people I am proud to call friends, but I was always anxious and fretful on the inside. That burden can only be carried for so long. It was then that my biggest time of challenge became my moment of transformation.
Without seeking, I found coaching and a coach found me, and I was encouraged to stop for a moment. I experienced a space I had not known longed for. A whole week where I gave myself permission to do nothing, to see nobody. To be. It was a disorientating time, a little scary, but peaceful and inspiring.
As a result, I crafted a new rhythm, reset it around my values of rootedness, curiosity, friendship, and spiritual connection. And decided that this would now be sacred to me.
I now sing and dance, move quickly and slowly, in and out of my days, mostly by choice and for purpose. I intentionally mould the air around me so there is time to breathe and be and walk and laugh. And read, and have coffee, and lunch and write and dream.
But I still tap my feet and singalong no matter where I am. I still get the urge to fly fast, to create a new to work. But I feel rewarded and now that I am driving the car, I can stop at the roadside for a break whenever I need to…mostly. Hey, I am not perfect.
How is your human rhythm doing, today?
