There's no such thing as a minor transition
Re-entry after vacation is hard, no matter how old you are. We humans are built for many amazing things, but change is not one of them.
It took me a long time, but I’ve learned to be kind to myself when I’m in transition. Whether it’s a big life change like moving somewhere new or having a baby, or the small daily act of coming home from work, I try to be gentle with myself.
I take time to regroup and remind myself what my primary purpose is in the new place I’m entering. It took a while to train myself to do this instead of charging straight into the new place or situation with my brain still stuck back in the old one.
Sometimes this regrouping looks like driving home from work in silence so I can hear my thoughts.
Sometimes it looks like closing my laptop when I hear my son wake up from his nap, and taking a few deep breaths before I go to his room.
Sometimes it looks like nothing at all, just my eyes fluttering closed for an instant while I remind myself who I am and what I’m doing here.
Maybe I’m extra sensitive, but I don’t believe in small transitions or minor changes. The good news with this is that every day provides myriad opportunities to practice arriving somewhere new and being flexible. Which happen to be two of my least favorite activities, but the joke's on me, I guess.
These days I don’t fear change the way I used to. I’ve been through enough transitions to take them one step at a time and trust the outcome. Practice may not make perfect, but it sure makes for peace of mind.
Like this post? Subscribe here so you won’t miss others like it.