Strange place

Do you ever find yourself in a strange place and you try back tracking, to no avail, to figure out how you got there?

I found myself in that situation this morning. I have been experiencing restless nights. I couldn’t seem to put my finger on the item that happened to get me here.

I recounted the hours days and months that led me here.

Then I finally realized the situation. Like a wayward driver who took a slight mistake in their directions 10 miles into a 400 mile journey, where every turn after that one was a wrong turn.

I was allowing things from my past to dictate who I am. Small little turns from childhood that changed the GPS directions in my mind. Recently I have found this error in my “navigation system” and the course of correction is complex and challenging.

So I have been standing at this cross road trying to motivate for the correct actions, but my old GPS is screaming “rerouting” over and over again.

I’m just going to rip it out, turn around and stop in that last town I went through, with those kind people. They know this area very well and know the intersection of that first wrong turn.

They said I was lucky enough to have made that turn, because it led me to the little town in the first place.

I say all that to say this, we all have things in our past that we have allowed to justify behaving in a certain way. The goal isn’t to go back and change those things but to accept them as an opportunity to improve and find a community to help you do just that.