Just another Tuesday thoughts.

There are times in life that are distinctly marked with a before and after. What is rarely remembered is the during or in between the before and after. This is the space that I am currently occupying. While there are a few life events that add to the perplexing predicament, I cannot say for sure what it is that I am in between. What I do know is that it was made clear to me the need to tie up loose ends, check a few boxes, and gather all of life’s different ducks to place them in a row. It feels like the final demolition that is required before anything new can be resurrected. Like a Saturday afternoon of spring cleaning that requires you to empty it all before organization can take place. The moment where you find yourself looking around with a mess 10x bigger than you started with, a bit overwhelmed but also certain that the final product will be worth it. As I navigate through this stage some areas feel like a yes keep going, do more here. Other aspects have a clear signal to let go, no further energy to be exerted in that direction. What is shown to me is an image that if I had to describe would be both hands in the air, letting things crash and fall if they must as I take two steps back from it. Being in the space of in between takes a lot of work, discipline, and trust. Sure, I can question the why of it all day, but now is not the time for understanding that part. These moments are for knowing that wherever this may lead me is exactly where I am meant to be. Until the after arrives, I might as well make the best of this in between. It is an oddly exciting place to be this time around.