Just as we’re all taking our first collective breath and feeling like things are finally actually changing, so many of us wobbled and fell.
It’s like we held an extraordinarily hard yoga pose for so long that as soon as we got some permission to move, we collapsed.
I’m not sure what crazy drama is happening right now in the actual or astrological heavens, but this last week or so, I’ve seen more melt-downs and falling-to-bits-moments in my family, friends, and clients, than in a long while.
Knock on wood (and Flow!) that I’ve been the post holding the fence, the pillar holding the roof, and I’m grateful to have been.
But it’s made me reflect on why and where this ability to maintain course comes from.