“Some people want it to happen;
Some wish it would happen;
Others make it happen.”

— Michael Jordan

It was during one of my commutes from Cleveland to Dayton, when I left the cocoon of my home habitat and life/work responsibilities, that I was able to clear my headspace.

It was good to shake up my routine. To escape the things around me that needed my attention. The dog pack was delivered to the kennel. Both they and their keepers were excited for the change of venue. In this morning’s check-in call to the kennel, I learned that my furry family was thriving in their change of environment and making new friends with ease.

I, too, benefited from the movement. These last few years — since the start of the pandemic — have resulted in my being more solitary and home-based.

The car commute and time spent touching base by cell phone caused some new ideas to spring forward.

I discovered I might be the poster child for the familiar fable about the Cobbler’s Son. A story that highlights the shoemaker’s son frequently going barefoot. It reminds us that we sometimes neglect our own needs when we are too attached to serving others and over looking ourselves.

• Can you relate?

I am in transition. I have both big and little decisions to make. I have the skills and experience to do this, but have spent years facilitating others’ reinvention before my own.

I shall become my own cobbler. Embrace the behaviors of letting things go. Make space for new ways for a newly re-framed life and work to emerge. I will not procrastinate on the hard but essential changes. I have the faith in myself that I will land in the right place.

It just means a commitment to place me at the top of my agenda. Every day.

Life is an adventure.

Always.

• If you were to frame your life as a familiar fairy tale, which one would yours be?

Let me know.