I’ve been listening to some of Patricia Albere’s conversations on the Evolutionary Collective website. One in particular has stopped me in my tracks … the perception of issuelessness.
Can it be, that although problems will keep arising in my life, I don’t need to feed them energy? I don’t need to define something as an issue, and allow it to bring me down.
I’m riding my bicycle across Canada this summer. Last week, at the school where I volunteer, kids challenged me to run the 800 metres with them. So I did it! And now my ankles are nicely swollen.
So … issue or no issue?
In another realm, I look back at my life and the experiences that brought me joy. I used to be an artist, creating batiks, a process of dyes and waxes on fabric. Also, I’ve collected thousands of quotations, with the intention of sorting them into categories and publishing a book chronicling the world’s wisdom. Will I return to these prior passions? I don’t know.
Issue or no issue? Important to return or not? One voice tells me to resurrect these activities and another says let them go.
I go back and forth in my assessment of realities: swollen ankles, no batik and no volumes of wise words. In my better moments, there are no issues. I feel such freedom, such peace. And then there are the times I spend behind bars.
Such a work in progress, this living.