Sometimes I wish I could capture all of the thoughts that run through my head. Sometimes I am very happy that I cannot.
Yesterday afternoon’s brain activity was all over the place. I was thinking about everything from wondering how my incisions would feel if I tried to shave my legs, counting down the days to a real shower, how awesome it is to not be having the setbacks with mobility after surgery, to the types of dramas we all tend to write our life stories around.
I thought about how it seems so normal to wrap our lives around the drama at our work or in our homes. The dramas around the story of our physical health, mental health, our family members’ health, and any other possible story lines came to mind.
I wondered what it might be like to begin writing the next chapter of my life with my physical health not as the primary drama. For many years, it was merely a background issue in the story of my day-to-day life. What if taking care of my health and well-being is just what I do as part of my daily routine, not because it is necessary because of some evolving drama of illness or chronic pain?
Maybe I want the dramatic parts of my life to include those moments of inspiration I have when I am working with clients or interacting with students. Maybe I want them to revolve around love stories and sharing a perspective that might shift how you perceive the drama in your world.
Maybe I only want illness to be the obstacle that has inspired me to figure out the approach that will make the most impact in the world around me. No more, no less.
After spinning all of this around in my head for a couple of hours, I decided I don’t want my life to only revolve around one thing, one person or situation. I want it to revolve around what makes me feel more love, more compassion, more gratitude, and more inspiration. What I let into the next chapter will revolve around these. Perhaps wellness will be a given.
Sounds pretty lofty and Pollyanna, doesn’t it? It made for a nice afternoon laying around with my favorite Duke continuing to recover from surgery.
Then I remembered something I wrote a few years ago. I can write what happens next to unfold any way I want. It can include anything I want. This is my story after all.