Last night there was an incredible storm, the kind that has your umbrella turn inside out and nearly lift you clean off the ground, a storm so wild, that if you had some sparkly red shoes on, you’d click them together and hope that they might take you to some fabulous island, with a coconut juice, warm white sands and a towel that has your name on it.
The storm felt like the last gift of my birthday, like the winds whipped up an incredible force, just to help blow the past a little further behind me and create the opportunity to tread a new path, right around the fallen tree that blocks the road I used to walk.
Another unexpected gift that arrived yesterday was a remarkable email from a Maybe McQueen community member. It was a story of extraordinary loss, unthinkable challenge and the just mind-blowing ability to stand back up, after being knocked down so hard, that if it were a boxing match, the ref would have stopped the fight.
As I begin a fresh year I am humbled, inspired and practically peeing my pants with the excitement at what is possible, available and present in my little life.
So I, of course, invite you to explore what is in store for you. To look at what it might take for you to get back up, even when it feels like laying there and closing your eyes, is the only choice you have.
However hard the fall, big or small, a scar that will change your face forever, or a little graze that will dry in the wind, the one thing I know, is that we all have the capacity to find our way back. How long that journey takes and the path you choose to get there, is up to you…..