Sometimes It Takes Something Big to Uproot Us
Hurricane sandy created 90 mile an hour winds mixed with rain last night as millions of people seeked shelter, cars were banned off the roads, bridges closed, states called for emergency evacuations by the water and known flooding areas, schools announced closings and airports were already canceling flights for the upcoming days, all on the advent of the coming storm that was 450 miles away and moving in.
We were warned, many times by the news, radio, papers, internet, friends and family and still not everyone conformed to the warnings. We were told we would feel the brunt of the storm by midnight and it was only 7:30pm when we lost our electricity. Dinner by candlelight and learning how much we rely on technology we made our way around the house and finally to bed. At around 9pm a loud noise pierced through our bedroom but there was no way we could see, it was pitch dark and the winds were whirling, it was safer to wait until the dawn to know the damage.
As we opened the blinds we saw hundreds of year uprooted by hurricane Sandy. How could this old tree weather storm after storm for so many years and this one made her lose her footing. The roots stand over three times higher than me and with her demise she took down five other centuries of trees. It reminded me of people, how we weather the storms and grow roots in our beliefs and don’t let anything sway us too far until one day something really big comes along and you can no longer hold on to what you thought once was. While holding on for dear life we take casualties, not intending to but it can be our spouses, children, parents or loved ones. The lose of that tree is like the lose of our loved ones. We come to expect it will be there to offer protection from the elements but it could no longer take the burden put upon it and it breaks just like our spirit. That tree reminded me of myself. I held on to what I believed for so many years until one day I just broke down and could bear the pain any longer. On the outside I looked strong and sturdy and was there for everyone but on the inside I was rotting away with ulcers, high blood press and depression. I could no longer be there for anyone let alone myself.
We hold on to things for so long and may look strong on the outside while the inside is withering away and it only takes on big occurrence in our lives to take us out of the game. When would now be a good time to look at what is holding you up?
If you need to get a handle on your fear of being not good enough, please reach out. We can help you can get on with your life.
