Going With the Flow vs Living In The Flow
I’ve always thought of myself as someone who “goes with the flow”. You know, a don’t any ruffle feathers, play according to the rules type of person.
It’s only been within the past several years that I’ve learned there is a HUGE difference between going with the flow and LIVING in the flow, and the living in it is what matters.
Here’s what living in the flow means to me:
- paying attention to signs and synchronicities in life
- taking positive action based on those signs and synchronicities
- spending quiet time alone in meditation and/or in nature on a regular basis
- thanking the Angels and the Universe in advance for things yet to come
- believing that if something is right, it will come together easily
- giving life the time and space to unfold without micromanaging every detail
This post is so fitting for today as we have had a whirlwind of a week. What got me through it with some semblance of sanity was living in the flow.
For those of you unaware of the latest development for our little family, here’s a quick update.
Twelve days ago (on a Sunday), Brian received an email from a friend asking for his help in completing a project in Durango, Colorado. Tuesday morning he agreed to take the job. By the end of the day, we had secured a moving truck and car carrier for pick up the following day, and short term housing in Colorado.
Wednesday was spent moving our remaining belongings out of storage and into the truck, getting a new retainer for Colin, collecting Dekes’s beloved gecko from friends, and saying our goodbyes.
Thursday morning at 5:30, we rolled out of Pennsylvania bound for Colorado for the second time in ten weeks. Colin and Brian were practically doing cartwheels as Deke and I cried while we pulled away.
Three days, and many miles later, we arrived in Colorado. The last three hours from Albuquerque to Durango were seemingly unending, but we finally made it!
Let me explain something here, just because the logistics of this monumental move came together so easily doesn’t necessarily mean that it was an easy move. We are, in fact, human and we have made some heart wrenching decisions in the past several months leading up to the present.
Leaving family, an amazing network of friends, and pretty much everything we have ever known is no easy task. Sleepless nights, emotional breakdowns and frequent headaches became the norm for us.
Since we arrived, we have found some peace, and seeing Brian or I fall asleep on the couch by 8 or 8:30 has been quite entertaining for the kids.
We spent several hours on Monday loading our belongings into storage. As we finished up, Brian and I sat on the kitchen chairs inside the storage unit eating a sandwich and drinking a beer while the kids threw the football in the parking lot.
Just then I looked over at him and said, “Well, here we are, sitting in our living room, drinking a beer….”
So there you have it, living in the flow, figuring it out as we go along. The adventure continues.