What matters most in life?

I’m so grateful that I had the good fortune to be in quarantine with my family. Since I’ve been living off of my suitcase in the past weeks, I’ve been thinking about the few belongings that I brought with me.

I always come back to the thought that life is more than our belongings and that our home is more than the physical structures we call home.

Home is where we find warmth, love, laughter. Not necessarily where we eat together, but the fact that we get to eat together. Even if we bicker every now and then 🙂

These times have got me reflecting over what matters most in life? Among other questions like what does it mean to be successful in life? & what does it mean to have a successful day?

What matters most in life are our internal states of being and what we learn from the lessons of life. If you nourish your inner self and keep your mind, heart ❤️, and body healthy and balanced, your presence makes a peaceful, loving difference wherever you go. 

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Photo of “suitcase” by Anete Lūsiņa on Unsplash & photo of “man with sky background” by Subham Dash from Pexels

Hope & peace during this time of change

During this time of change, I found myself not wanting to adapt to the change. I’ve cried. I’ve felt fear. I still feel it sometimes. Anxiety, too.

During this time of change, I found it important to do that things that would keep me centered.

At first it started with journaling (lotsa daily journaling), then with being disciplined with an exercise routine, with connecting with loved ones, with appreciating the humor found on social media.

Little by little, I started to feel hope again. But I don’t know that it’s hope as much as it is determination. As much as it is anger. Or acceptance. Or peace within myself.

This time is asking us to be flexible not just physically with our routines, but with our inner states of being. Being flexible with so much change at once was so darn hard at the beginning. It still is.

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I found these quotes on social media about change that helped put things into perspective:

When you can’t control what’s happening, challenge yourself to control the way you respond to what’s happening. That’s where the power is.

Unknown

The only way to make sense of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.

Alan Watts

Even if it’s little by little, hold on to whatever brings you peace or hope during this time of change. I promise you that it makes all of the difference.

I want to pass along this message by Cleo Wade:

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Maybe this period is making you feel wildly ambitious. Maybe you feel alive with productivity. Maybe you feel fatigued from being emotionally overwhelmed. Maybe you only have the energy to figure out what tv show you’re going to binge next. Maybe you feel exhausted from caring for your children. Maybe you feel full of gratitude for this time you get to spend with your children. Maybe all you could do today was not cry. Maybe all you could do today was have a good cry. Maybe your daily walks have reminded you that it’s spring time and the earth is showing you that there is beauty amidst this trying time. Maybe you feel lonely because you’re spending more time alone than ever before. Maybe you’re feeling lonely in a house full of people. Maybe you found a moment of bliss sitting in bed in your bathroom watching a movie with a glass of wine (me currently 🍷) Maybe you felt a spell of anxiety today (me earlier) Maybe you caught your breath and were able to remind yourself that this too shall pass (me again). Maybe you feel scared. Maybe you feel confident that things will be okay. Maybe you feel none of these things or all of these things at different points throughout the day. Either way. I just want to remind you that during these times it’s important to put as little pressure on yourself as possible. There are enough pressure in this climate, both socially and economically, don’t add to this period by thinking that there is some correct way to move through it emotionally. However you feel is just the way you feel. It is all okay.

by Cleo Wade