Can You Wait to Get Up in the Morning?
We could hardly wait to get up in the morning.
Let’s admit it, we probably don’t all feel like the Wright brothers at this moment. In the last year we’ve all experienced a loss of some kind. Some a little easier to handle, many quite difficult. Many dreams and ambitions put on hold.
From lost friendships, to losing a steady income, to everything in-between. Each disappointment has caused us to re-think who we are, what we want to contribute, where we are heading.
Each zoom call, each email tells us a story of what people are experiencing around us. Netflix dramas are downright scary, many filled with deceit few with laughter. Some of us are craving the Hallmark movie because it is sweetly predictable. We are often underwhelmed with honesty and truth these days.
So recently, when I encountered a youtube that I regularly follow where she shared her vulnerability of burn-out, my heart surrendered.
As a fellow creator, with a thousand ideas but only 24 hours each day, holding the responsibility of satisfying her public and her family, she told us in her video how she was doing/drowning.
Tell me, do you honestly tell anyone how you’re doing? It is okay to be sad, directionless, uncomfortable. It is okay to step back and admit it. And this woman did all that in her video.
She opened the door to honesty. She was real. She cried. She encouraged others to seek help.
It is the nature of despair that we want to hide. Regardless of who we are, we are all hiding something. (Tweet This) Fear of the expectations of our family, fear of time running out, fear of what we have invested with no or limited outcome. We are tired.
It can paralyze us. But if this fear also gives us the invitation to re-invent ourselves, to re-think our previous choices, gives us the courage to share with others who might be feeling the same, how much hope and comfort could it bring to us all?
Climbing that wall to understanding that our pain is not ours alone takes utmost courage. That others feel it too right now, knowing that we can turn to those on the other side of this experience. Is that not a gift?
In the last few weeks, I have heard from people whom I had lost contact with over the last few years. What struck me each time, was how open we have been. How we’ve shared our feelings of our past memories, asked important questions that showed how much we cared, and opened the door as my youtube lady did.
As our time apart slowly comes to an end, let’s not forget what we learned. Perhaps we can create a brighter world, with real hugs, all based on our new more open hearts.
Stay well, stay kind.