I love rollercoasters. The adrenaline. The rush of blood through your veins. The wind in your face. And then the solid silence after you stand with two feet on the ground again. It’s one of those metaphors for the life we live. It’s exactly how I feel right now.
The last few weeks have been filled with working from morning till far in the evening. In the spare moments I had, I spent my time with practical arrangements. Going from appointment to appointment. Or I spent time investing in people I won’t see for a long time. All useful, all important, but I hardly have time to catch my breath.
I find it hard. To balance times of rest and quietness with the busyness. It’s an ongoing struggle between what I have to do, want to do and need to do. “Options,” one of the trainers said this week, “you always have options.” That stuck with me, because if you realise you have options, you realise you can be in control of the situation.
You step into the rollercoaster or not. You take the small one or the very large one. Options. And if you make a conscious choice, you will enjoy the ride a whole lot more. And especially if you aren’t so sure anymore, it helps a whole lot too if a friend tells you: “I am really proud of you.”