The final words have been spoken and the last sentence written. Perhaps you feel relief that you have ‘made it through another one’ largely intact. Perhaps you feel joy as you look back over a year full of love, connection and accomplishments. Or maybe in retrospect, you barely had time to draw breath as the days, weeks and months flew past and left you remarking to friends and loved ones ‘How is it Christmas already’?
Have you ever had one of those days where you have woken up and feel slightly out of place?
A few seconds off the pace?
Annoyed by loud noises or people getting in your way?
By things not arriving or people not responding?
Yep me too.
Over the course of my life I have had the privilege of connecting with many, many different people. People from different countries, cultures, backgrounds and ages. One of the things I have realized that we all have in common? The human affliction of the ‘I’m too busy’ disease. I have also seen this disease appearing in many different forms….
It is a bright, chilly day and I am going out into the forest near my house in Wiltshire to deliberately get lost. To wander paths that I have never walked before and listen to what the quiet, wise voice of nature has to teach me about myself. My key lesson today – the fear and joy of getting lost. Here are some of the lessons that came to me as I wandered through the trees and sunlit forest open to listening and learning and remembering.