I’m starting to think I jinxed us all when I put up my ‘today has been cancelled go back to bed sign’… Sorry about that. The wheels have fallen off, and it’s one time too many for people out there. I wanted to acknowledge that before we got into it today. Without any of the love and light, hugs and best wishes I would typically send. Not because you don’t deserve it, but because I think you’d rather something changed at this point instead.
Because change means we are getting somewhere, at least.
So, let’s push for change where and when we can. Start small, do the things that you can do today that are within your control. Every step in a new direction starts there. Each of us is responsible for who we are being and how that shows up in the world. That sentiment goes all the way to the top for me. So, start small, and one day, team, we can shake the foundations of that change with all our might and see what showers down on us.
This morning as I start my morning routine, a little earlier than my eyelids would prefer, I couldn’t stop thinking about a teeny tiny bat that managed to find its way into our winterised house. It flopped and flailed around for a bit before Kel managed to scoop it up into a blanket, giving it space on the back patio table to find its feet (wings?) and get the heck out here.
A bat, of all things, it’s so random and not at all comforting after watching one too many ’00s Kate Beckinsale vampire movies. Nevertheless, it gave me the spooks enough to head over to Google. Yes, I did. Stop laughing. I Googled what are bats a sign of and ping, the answer was, Bats often represent death in the sense of letting go of the old and bringing in the new. They are symbols of transition, initiation, and the start of a new beginning.
Ummm, yikes. Okay. Thanks.
Yet somehow, exactly what I thought I knew before I hit enter on that search query. It’s been a couple of weeks now since I decided to step back from most of the socials associated with the blog. For the most part, that has meant personally, too. I wanted to give myself the space to figure out what I want to do and not keep doing what the algorithm wants.
In the past few days, I’ve started to develop ideas that I’m interested in and excited about doing. Plus, I’ve been speaking with a possible new client or two that value what I have to say and want my input. I’m energised. After months of flopping about, I feel ready for the death of the old, to welcome the new beginning.
All there is to do now is get my anxieties under control so I can pull the ‘new’ off.
Easy. Pfft. I’ll keep you posted on that. Haha. But for now, as I complete this transition, I’m going to get back to reading my books and watching my shows. Back to stretching my legs and spreading my arms wide in the sunshine. Back to the reality of anything that I want for myself being possible. Maybe not straight away, but soon. Finding the patience to be in the process of change without needing to have arrived. Looking for peace in letting go of what no longer works.
I’m glad I googled what bats were a sign of. It feels like a nod that I’m heading in the right direction. And maybe, this is your nod too. You’ve got this. I know you do. So, let’s get on with it.
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Hi! I’m Melissa Walker Horn. Around here, they call me Suger. I’m the Chief Blogger and doer of all the things here at Suger Coat It. Blogging since 1901; I love a casual ootd, taking photos, and writing about things that irk or inspire me. I love wine and cheese, long days at the beach and spending time with my family. I make stuff for the internet over at Chalkboard Digital. You know, living the sweet life.