In thinking about my life over the last decade I’ve found myself seriously reconsidering the old fashioned, uncomfortable term “change of life”. I believe that a person can change their life, sometimes subtly and gradually, and sometimes more drastically.
Do you often find yourself looking for something and you forgot what it was? Do you wake up with brain fog and mental fatigue? Do you frequently forget what you were going to say or find it difficult to focus on a specific task?
In these moments when everything changes and we feel our life and its circumstances are no longer in our control, it is necessary to create new resources to be able to calmly face crises and transform them into opportunities for growth.
I recently came across a birthday card my sister gave me on my 52nd birthday. It showed a lady in her 50’s, dressed in a nightgown standing in front of a fan blowing air to cool her down. I had to laugh. She gave it to me during the time when I was going through menopause. I am now 58 and am happy to say I’m at the tail end of it. Reflecting, I realised what a difficult time menopause was for me. Anxiety, hot flushes, joint pain and sleepless nights.
We are born into a family, a lineage, a city, a country – a vast web of the living and of ancestors who have passed. Placed within this cocoon of connection and intimacy, you’d think we ought to feel secure, safe and loved – that we belong.
