We all see that meme bouncing around that says to focus on the stair not the staircase......but it is true.....in every sense.....every single time since this all began, when I thought about the staircase ahead on the really hard parts I instantly felt dread, or felt really overwhelmed.....but when I stayed in the moment.....in the day in front of me peace would return.......all we have is the moment and day we are in, and what we manage in that space.....thinking of climbing the whole staircase robs us of that experience.......and while my staircase seems much more exciting these days......and not so daunting.....I still try and focus on the stair I am on as much as I can.......because the truth is all that I now have in my life, that is bringing me so much peace and joy, came from making small and consistent steps.....showing up every day in my life, and doing the things that I have found spark joy....bring healing.....and being committed to doing them every single day, no matter what.....and as I was focusing on those steps, I have been climbing a staircase without even realizing it......when I turn around and look down the ground, it is so far away I can barely see it.......it is humbling and feels really good to be that far away from where I started.......it truly is in the consistent actions we choose, that the magic happens......everything we want may be on the other side of fear, that rings true.....but it is also on the other side of consistency and the actions we choose daily.....the habits that exist in our lives.......what we do in our day to day......many of the actions and habits that I have created were forged in survival.....things I instinctively knew I had to do to survive the deep pain I was in......and knowing I couldn't let it destroy me......or take me over......that I had to put some inspired consistent action into play to move forward......and that is what I did......and pretty soon those things became my lifeline.....my rafts in the tsunami, going from one to another and finding respite from the storm.......the only thing that gave me any real relief in those early days......was running.....and I would run like my life depended on it......because at that point it felt that way......and when I was done the mountain was still facing me....but my strength in climbing it was renewed.....giving me more resolve to move forward......music soothing my soul on a regular basis.......giving me the peace I so desperately needed.......typing this blog the minute my feet hit the floor and after the coffee brews;-) Consistent inspired actions.......one day at a time......each day helping me have the strength and resolve to keep climbing......healing the broken parts.......and do we ever finish climbing the staircases of our lives??......will there be a day when I reach the top and walk on flat land?........not sure about that.......maybe we climb the stairs all of our lives....in some way or another......in an attempt to find our way......not to the top......or to the destination......but learning to accept and live in the spirit of enjoying the climb:)
jperuso
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