Going With the Flow
Have you ever had an off-day? Of course you have! And sometimes those off-days turn into an off-week, or even an off-month. Those are the times when no matter your intentions everything you line up seems to be a bit of a swing and a miss. Or when you’re so out of your groove there’s no swing at all. Those are the times when if someone were to ask you “how’re things?” the only honest answer you could give would be “weird”.
I have been having an off-month. Recipes I’ve been excited to try haven’t quite panned out right (or haven’t come out of the pan at all), my timing has been off just enough to through an entire day out of whack, and even words are escaping me. Yes, it’s frustrating, but it’s also normal. At times it’s hard not to fixate on just how weird your own rhythm can feel when you’re off the beat, but it also doesn’t do any good to try to override the weirdness with forced normalcy. Instead, I’m choosing to embrace the weird and see where it takes me. And since I can’t seem to find my own words, I’m borrowing those of Rumi:
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love.”
This month I’m following the pull and choosing not be unsettled when life feels weird. These weeks around the holidays are bound to stir you out of your norm anyway, so why not take it as an opportunity to realign yourself with what feels inherently right and good? Surrendering
By giving myself a little bit of distance it’s easier to see that there are still ways to make the most of this weird off-time. There are new hobbies to keep the creativity alive (and keep the holidays crafty), new challenges to keep my yoga mat an interesting place to be, and new kitchen gadgets to play with.
Because sometimes it’s easier to go with the strange flow of life rather than fighting the current. Life doesn’t always have to be perfect, but in due time things are sure to right themselves. So, this time around I might not have come up with the perfect solution for how to survive the holidays, or waxing poetic on how much I love November, but instead I’m giving myself a chance to give my thoughts a little bit of room to run, and I’m loving the experience of seeing where they take me.
Thankfully, one place they’ve landed me is in the land of homemade bread; nothing quite teaches you patience and surrendering to the way things are quite like waiting for bread to rise. Luckily the results have been worth waiting for! So, if you find yourself in need of a little surrender (or some carbs) I invite you to try November’s Harvest Breakfast Bread recipe.