Sometimes I Wish I Were A Koala

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Me and my parents

The thing about life is it’s a teeter-totter. Every day.

I get into grooves for periods of time (sometimes long periods of time) and think I’ve found the answer. But my body, my mind, the environment, a relationship, will eventually show me that re-balancing is required. For reasons unclear, I don’t want to re-balance, not initially. I want to hold on to what worked. Within a matter of days, weeks, sometimes years (regarding the most enormous of changes) I accept the signs and become motivated to work. Harder. 

This is the point. I want to settle in, remain in that glorious comfort zone. Just stay there. I‘m happy to tweak within the confines of the zone. But life doesn’t work that way. It wants to shake you into the new, the different, the challenging, the beautiful, the horrific. It wants you alive, not comfortable. Total comfort is the booby prize. Shit happens. And we need to be ready. Because other options are less attractive.

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My kids and Me

My Personal Present Day Balancing Dilemma: Writing/Computer time versus Real Life/Take Care of Wendy Time. Between reading and responding to emails, editing my book and looking for an editor – I spend days sitting and staring at my computer screens (I have 3). I manage a couple of yoga classes a week but (here’s the balancing part) it’s not enough. It was, it worked for a long while. But it stopped. The teeter-totter is shaky. If I don’t respond, I will fall to the ground with a thud, my rear end wishing I’d reacted faster. The thing about life is – until there isn’t, there’s more. Sometimes it’s easier to be a Koala.

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I’m good. You?

About wendykarasin

I am complicated and seeking - joy and sorrow, country and city, competition and cooperation. After behavior of a gregarious nature, I require down time to refuel. My loves are children, family, friends, reading, writing, blogging, fitness, and health. I feel most alive when I stay true to my core values. Beauty makes me happy, pain helps me grow.
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2 Responses to Sometimes I Wish I Were A Koala

  1. I swear you’re describing my life! If we lived closer, I’d think you’ve been window-peeking! It’s good to know I’m not alone, that there are others out there, trying to find that delicate balance, that lasting harmony of mind, body, and spirit. My rear end has hit the ground plenty of times, too.

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