Space and Time

I was first introduced to the concept or idea of space and time when I began playing hockey.  In that regard, space and time were (and still are) seen as being gifts that a player was given when trying to make a play.  As the days pass, I am finding myself at a point in my life where the current situation has provided space and time and I am being reminded about how much of a gift that is.

In a physical sense, being able to not push recovery and start running until I really know that I am ready.  This hamstring/glute injury that I'm working through is taking its time to heal.  And I am sure that if I had the ability to see a chiropractor or massage therapist, I could have fast tracked this process somewhat. But without that option being available quite yet, I am able to use this space and time to let my body do what it needs to do to complete its healing and not only recover but become stronger and ready to move forward in a new way.  I can focus on the areas that I want to strengthen and not feel fussed about the fact that this structural work is going to take some time and energy and to do it properly means that I won't be race ready in 2020.

Similarly in the emotional and spiritual sides of my life, I have been given this gift of space and time. A chance to really find my footing, to truly become comfortable in my skin, and not just in a "shrug and accept who I am" sort of way, but to discover and celebrate who I am.  Truth be told, I have never actually gotten to that point before.  I have come close and figured that I was done and it was once again time to move forward.  This time is different.  There is no pressure or reason to move ahead or to really "do" anything, other than turn my gaze inwards, slow down a bit and sit with what I discover.

This gift is allowing me to just be, and for the first time I can feel ready and actually excited by the idea of not doing anything specific other than just living each day and approaching life from a perspective of curiosity and intrigue and vulnerability.  When you think about it, children do this naturally all the time.  They approach life wide eyed and open to possibility.  And this is the lens that I am going to start to look through more often as I walk through life.

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