The transition - Part 2

Back again to our topic on transition and the interesting times this brings.

I thought completing the major events or processes were going to be the most challenging part during this period, but the universe has a curveball aimed right at me and it has hit me straight on my forehead. 

Never have I experienced my body reacting to internal, mental and emotional instability. I honestly believed that I was ok and that everything was fine until my body decided to react otherwise. Problem is, there was nothing I could do about it apart from "relax" and "try not to think about it". 

I had to learn, the hard way, how the anatomy of a human being works. I really had endured days of anxiety, physical body pain and extreme mental stress for me to understand that our bodies tell us EVERYTHING we need to know, we just need to pay attention.

This was a major change in my life, how could I solely rely on how I was feeling on the outside which was extreme happiness by the way. There were so many underlying emotions, fears, thoughts, worries that had me having sleepless nights and praying with all my heart that this doesn't turn out to be another failure.

Nevertheless, one patient day after another, one calming conversation after another, things came into place. A surprise "release" on the big week itself made everything better and clearing me of any future worries.

I have to keep it vague.....for now. I don't know who might end up reading this in future!




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