10/19/2023
This was written by a friend of mine and I think many of you might find this to be quite helpful :)
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Last fall I found myself in a space Iād not ever been in before... maybe you did too. With 2020 and all that it brought, we also added a new 3yr old to our fam oh and a crazy puppy. 𤪠We navigated so much new last year that by time November hit- I had hit a wall too. Overwhelmed, frustrated, exhausted, and apathetic to things I shouldnāt be apathetic to. Anyone else?
After multiple recommendations from a dear dear friend, I finally agreed to go to counseling. I was never against counseling, I just never really thought I āneededā to go. Now I only wish I wouldāve gone much sooner. ā¤ļø
I want to share one of my biggest take aways. Something so simple, that changed my life. ā¤ļø
The plates.
My precious therapist told me about how our lives are like plates. Our plates hold our āthings,ā our āyesses,ā our āobligations.ā
She told me that in some seasons our plates need to be saucers. Other seasons they can be a salad plate, and sometimes even a dinner plate.
And she told me that I needed to be a saucer. š
I cannot tell you the weight lifted when she said that. That it wasnāt my decision. I didnāt have to choose to say no to things or people. It was just a fact my plate couldnāt hold it all... no matter how much I wanted it.
So, I went through a season of several months where I only made space for Jesus, my family, my house and my job. That meant no extra volunteering, no weekly play dates or coffee dates, no to even working out or cooking fancy meals or doing extra with my YL biz. It felt a bit like survival mode, and it was, but it was also healing. ā¤ļø
I realized my friends still loved me despite my striving to meet their every request to hang out. I realized I can feed my family tacos and cheese & crackers with grapes, or quesadillas with apples, or PBJ or cereal and they are actually fine. š¤·š»āāļø I realized I can and actually enjoy a lighter and more empty calendar. I learned how to get up early and enjoy the quiet mornings. I learned how to be still with my journal and Jesus and nothing else.
Slowly I can feel myself feeling able to graduate to a salad plate. Remembering that a salad plate is just that... a little bigger-but made for a heathy meal. So I can look around and selectively choose what to put on my salad plate. Knowing that still, my plate is small, and only has room for nutritional (life giving) things. Things that fuel me, push me closer to Jesus, and stir up joy. I know at anytime I may need to revert back to my simple saucer... and that is okay. And that dinner plate... well Iām not so sure thatās good portion size ever again for any of us. š
So, if you got pushed to the side while Iāve been living the saucer life... thanks for understanding. I wonāt apologize, though Iām tempted to. But I know itās not needed and it wouldnāt be sincere. Because living the saucer life was the best yes I have said in so many many years... and I would do it again in a heartbeat. ā¤ļø
And ps... go to counseling. Just do it. You need it. We all do.