Yeah, I know it’s a cliche, but the more things change, the more they stay the same. Like birds following migrating patterns back and forth between seasonal homes, we usually end up somewhere close to where we began as life progresses around this turning globe.
Do you feel me?
Recent examples I have seen of this include a certain hairstylist who moved back home to NYC after a dozen rotations around the sun in the Bay Area as a much more successful, sober version of himself; a surfing friend who’s not only back in his favorite town by the Pacific, but also located in the same house he inhabited just before leaving and reestablishing an old, dropped career path; another example is a friend who yet again finds herself perennially single, still struggling with the many ghosts that keep her that way.
As much as we would like to see life as some kind of evolving storyline with the end loaf being dramatically different from the starter dough, it seems that certain themes rarely change in individuals and others take on full unexpected twists. What differentiates one from the other?
Either you are being asked to complete a karmic learning cycle or you have unfinished business to take care of and the world wants to see you bring it to life.
It’s like you’re on a road trip with no map and you keep ending up at the same juncture no matter which direction you take from it. The intersection is calling us to take another look, or perhaps just to stop, get out of the car and stay a while. Is it a frustrating rut or a chance to bring out the folding chair and pop a cold beer while you figure out the next route? Where is the final destination anyway?
To move on, we must consummate the arrival, bring it to fruition. Diana Nyad is a perfect example of someone who came back around to the same idea numerous failed attempts later to complete the mission–in 2013 she finally swam across the Caribbean channel from Cuba to Florida. I think she would still be swimming those waters at 67 if this last attempt didn’t succeed.
A personal reading with an astrologist last year revealed that at the beginning of this year, I would be faced with a similar choice as in the start of 2013. Winter 2013…reinventing as an outdoor adventure guide and circling back to the Bay from Hawaii with a renewed sense of purpose to help people reconnect to nature and subsequently, themselves.
Is it no wonder then, that in 2017 I have returned geographically and mentally to the same destination? Only this time I have the yoga teacher credentials, the persevering conviction that this is right and the supporting partnership to do the journey again. No one climbs Everest in a day and many people have to make multiple attempts before they reach the summit of their dreams.
Most importantly, the same desire to work with people in outdoor settings and help them connect to nature, themselves and the immutable spirit of Earth is strong and calling. The more things have changed in the past 4 years, the closer I have come to finding the same person; she was always there all along.
So, what’s different? Well, this time I have failure on my side! Failure to listen to myself and pursue that calling with fierce conviction. The wisdom of passing time has taught me that things will always fundamentally be the same, how I choose to move within them is what creates change.