Shift. I didn’t even have to think about it. The word came, unbidden, while I was reading a post by candidkay, a blogger I follow. In it, she talks about choosing a word every year as a theme of sorts (her word this year is “Now”). At the end of the post she asks readers if they have chosen a word and what it means to them.
That’s when the word SHIFT elbowed its way to the forefront of my thoughts. It’s not so much that I chose that word; it’s more like it chose me. And I don’t know why it should mean something to me. I just know that I have been feeling a shift coming in my life for a few months.
I can trace some of the reasons for it. I have been on a quest for certain changes and setting them in motion in small ways. Call it the law of attraction. Call it “putting it out there in the universe”. Whatever it is, after about two years of thinking and searching, I can feel things shifting into place.
My biggest fear is that I am not sure all the shifts will be positive. I worry a little about the “Be careful what you wish for” syndrome. Or what if the shift I am feeling foreshadows a health problem? But then I tell myself that what I can do is control my thoughts. So I choose not to get carried away with unfounded fears, to focus on the positive and look forward to whatever shifts are coming my way.
If you have ever felt like this, I would love to hear about it and how it turned out.