Shift #23

My word for 2021 is shift. Like everyone I know, I’ve learned a lot, since this time last year. One of the biggest things I’ve learned is that change and uncertainty just are. Since I’m not in control of much more than which yoga pants, Zoom-appropriate top, and slippers I’ll wear each day, I needed to figure out how I could deal with all the change and uncertainty. That’s where shifting comes in.

For me, shifts involve acceptance and adjustment. I know I don’t have much control, but I have unlimited choices. I can shift

Some of my recent shifts have been pretty significant. Some have been tiny. Some haven’t happened, yet. And I’m sure I’ll make a lot of shifts I can’t even imagine.

This is Blossom Louise Richey, the Diva Dawg. I said goodbye to her on August 21, 2020. She was 16.5 years old and allowed me to be her housekeeper, chauffeur, and chef for 13.5 of those.

Snuggling with her for the last time was a huge shift for me. Along with missing her, I realized it was the first time in 23 years I wasn’t living with a dog. I wasn’t ready to get another dog and I’m still not. I trust my next dog will find me, when she’s ready. 😜

I gave away some of her treats and packed-up her blankets and beds. Then I noticed several ‘old dog stains’ on my carpet. I wasn’t ready to clean those, yet. This week, that shifted. I was ready.

It took a little elbow grease, but those stains are now gone. The beautiful memories aren’t though. That’s how most shifts work for me. They don’t take away. That just help me adjust my focus and move forward.

What kind of shifts have you made or experienced lately?

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