As you know there has been a lot going on around here. This week has been all about planning. Planning showers and parties and packing and travel, it’s been a little intense. Throughout the week, I have had several little, not even panic attacks, but bouts of stress. I will see something that I have not yet planned within an inch of its life, and I will become so anxious because of this tiny little detail I have not yet fully solved. Then I deal with that tiny little detail and realize that I probably could have waited a week on that one.
Over time, I have learned that things always work out. Not always the way you plan, but for the most part, it all works out. Sometimes, you need hindsight to really see the truth in this, but it seems to be true thus far. Once you come out the other side, you realize, that was how it needed to happen.
Here I am, at a major turning point in, not just my life, but a lot of lives around me. People are getting married, people are moving, people are having children. Things are changing. Some of these changes were planned, some were happy accidents. There are things in life you can plan for. And if there is planning that can be done, I will do it. Seriously, I have spreadsheets for everything. There is also a lot of life that cannot be planned. That doesn’t make it worse. That doesn’t really even make it more stressful. Sometimes the over planning is where the stress really stems from.
I am moving to Los Angeles. A city that juxtaposes itself. On one hand, it is one of the largest and most populated cities in the country. Best known for its traffic, celebrity residents, and fish tacos. On the other hand, the natural landscape is amazing. It sits right on the ocean and is surrounded by mountains, which brings surfers, yogis, and holistic trendsetters. It gets easy to get caught up in the stress of life, making plans to make plans. I think we all just forget to breathe sometimes.
I was in a yoga class last week and having a hard time with some pose I do not normally struggle with. Then I realized I hadn’t taken a breathe in close to 45 seconds. I was working so hard that I forgot to breathe. If you have ever taken a yoga class, you know that breathing is like 75 percent of it. If you are not breathing, you cannot accomplish anything. I think this is true in life on a greater scale as well.
So when life starts to overwhelm you, try to remind yourself, things will fall into place. And don’t forget to breathe.