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Dori, from Finding Nemo, is a wise fish. The above is her advice. When she feels anxious, it becomes her mantra. When she is happy, it's her jig. It comes to my mind in this moment, as I write this, on a Tuesday morning, when my habit is to normally have this written and pre-posted the previous night.
Thankfully, I woke up early as I heard my husband come downstairs to make a bottle during the "night shift" of baby duty. Thinking I had a leisurely morning, I read the newspaper on my iPad and started to read a new book. Then it hit me: It's CurrentMom day, and I forgot.
Yup, my true confession. My life has gotten to a point, yet again, where I feel that I need to "just keep swimming." Yet at this moment, I'm not feeling like I'm about to drown, or that I'm too tired of treading water. In a way, this is miraculous, as I'm entering a period of some change. I'm altering my business model in my practice and I'm preparing to give my first seminar to colleagues next month. Doing only one of these endeavors would have been enough.
I'm not sure if I have any added wisdom today to impart. Maybe just thinking about the idea that sometimes, continuing to just move might be OK in and of itself. We hear from so many different sides about what we "should" do or how our life "could" look. These experts, friends, and family say so with authority and hopefully, from a helpful place. As I think more about it, is it always welcome and helpful? Even my writing the word "always" belies the fallacy: things are so rarely cut and dried as in "always" or "never." So a second confession, I'm not immune to wanting to be an expert helper.
Today, take my words with a grain of salt. Or not. Keep swimming, or not. After all, what might today be like if it's coming solely from you, without input from others?