One of the things that I find the most interesting about being a consultant is that you start new jobs (without being fired or quitting) pretty regularly. Inherently the act of starting over at a new company, with a new culture, and new human counterparts is always a little stressful. Even though it can be a stressful time, I have also found it to be a blessing.
What is the blessing in starting over? Well, it challenges and stretches me to believe in myself. To know that every time I’ve started somewhere new, I didn’t know the culture, the humans, the geography (if I’m traveling) or even the details of the work I’d be doing. Those facts eventually changed and I learned, adapted and was successful in each endeavor. I keep proving to myself that there is nothing I can’t learn, handle, or google… to meet my goals.
When I’m approaching a transition to a new client, I often end up in this cycle of stress > gratitude > acceptance > stress > gratitude… etc. I find myself being my biggest cheerleader and critic, in a healthy way… not in a multiple personality kind of way. I challenge myself to remember my awesomeness, but allow for some stress/apprehensiveness as well because in a managed fashion it allows me to be better prepared when I do start.
The biggest “bonus” of this cycle is that I have very little fear of ending a contract. I have faith that everything will work out and that I will find the work I need to find (if necessary) and I hold myself capable of staying employed with the right companies, the right projects and the right people… at the right time.
The super secret bonus to flexing my “believing in myself” muscles is that it doesn’t just stop with my employment. These exercises leak out into the other areas of my life and allow me to face uncertainty and change in my personal life with a little more calm and steadiness that otherwise.
All that to say that I appreciate the challenges that this career has sent my way and the growth I’ve experienced because of it. I am pretty darn proud of myself and the person I’m becoming every day.
If I loved myself unconditionally… I would definitely be more comfortable in my body.
I spend so much time wasting precious brain cells trying to be comfortable in my body where it is in this moment in life. Logically I know that it is a waste of time, but I think there is something to be said about the technology at our fingertips and the images we are inundated with. So, while I think I look fine… then I look at Pinterest to get ideas for work outfits and feel like 90% of the results wouldn’t look good on someone who has such a fondness for Wine and Nutella…. like myself.
So, I’ve actually been making this a focus of mine lately (not wine and Nutella… because that’s always a focus of mine). I’ve been focusing on being more grateful to my body and what it can do for me. I would like to spend my time focusing on this deliciously adventurous thing called life…. than focusing on losing a couple inches in middle section of my body.
So… here’s to playing with balance and priorities and landing somewhere in the middle.
**Playing catch up on these prompts on this beautiful rainy fall morning.**
What does unconditional love look like to me?
It looks like my dogs. They love me every day. They don’t care if I’m hangry, hormonal or having some other human experience. They are excited to see me every day. They will cuddle with me even if I was a jerk five minutes ago. They make me laugh and smile.
The love they show me is contagious. It makes me want to be a better human for them. When I’m mad because I’m cleaning up dog fur… for the seventh time that day because Huskies are always shedding, or I’m cleaning up poop or pee because one of them has a serious anxiety problem when it comes to fireworks… I just remember that they would love me if I pooped on the floor or was shedding all over.
In all seriousness, my dogs are a great example of unconditional love every day. I hope to be more like them when I grow up.
You guys, I have the best family. I have a Grandmother, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins (first, second, third… literally hundreds of cousins), Step Siblings, Step Parents, Bio Parents and a Sister I’ve been harassing since the day she was born. that I don’t see for quite a while. I can go a year in between seeing them… and they still feel like home when we hang out. I can honestly say without a doubt that I would trust any of them to help me, hold me and cheer for me any day of the week (maybe a slight delay in response on Packer Sundays… ;).
I have many blessings in this life, but my family is one of my biggest blessings. They have been supporting me since before I knew what a blessing they were. I cherish each and every family member I have.
If one of my famdangle is reading this now… I love you, let’s hang out :)
I couldn’t imagine living without:
I am always so thankful for the comforts of the life I’ve been blessed to live. So I can’t imagine living without a roof over my head, running water at my fingertips, heat (heated blankets, a heated house, warm clothes, warm blankets), electricity, always having food available when I’m hungry, ability to work and support my family and having a healthy body that allows me to live the life I choose to live.
I am also thankful for a wonderful family and extended family, friends and all the souls that touch my life.
I couldn’t imagine my life without you.
I know I skipped 5… I’ll circle back around to it.
The words I’d like to live by are:
Self-love, self-compassion and self-kindness shine out from you. You cannot love, be kind or have compassion for others if you don’t do it yourself. LOVE YO’ SELF.