I have always tended to think of myself as fairly adaptable; a 'go-with-the-flow' kinda girl. I'm not sure now whether or not I've been in a state of massive self-delusion for the majority of my life or if, as I've gotten older (ack!) I have become much more rigid.
Here is what I've recently discovered (admitted??) about myself-- I am quite adaptable so long as I have a steady and dependable Home Base. And this Home Base is , unfortunately for me, EXTERNAL. As much as I would like to be able to say that I am secure enough within myself to carry my 'home' within me (or on me as the snail above. Great artwork,huh?! The link to the artist's blog is in the far right hand corner of the pic) Its just not the case. I am absolutely fearless in my adventures so long as I know I have a place waiting for me that is secure and strong and 'home'. When that place is in limbo I become a very uptight creature, indeed.
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Even in nature, some creatures outgrow their shells and have to abandon them for new ones. And in the in-between they are at their most vulnerable, and who would blame them for being anxious? It is perfectly natural to feel a bit out of sorts when we are forced to be outside of our comfort zones. Soon you'll be in your new home and all will be back to normal. Just hang in there. You'll be fine :)
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