Sometimes you have to go through the worst to get to the best.
Like moving Interstate…
When I set the intention and threw out to the world that I was going to move interstate, never in a million years (jokes I manifested the shit outa it clearly in my sleep) did I think in my mind I would be moving to Darwin AND in such a short period of time. From decision point to arrival; 6 weeks. Disclaimer I had announced in March that I was going to move to Melbourne in October.
That 6 weeks – fucking whirlwind, and I seem to be using that word a lot lately, because I can’t quite find the words to describe how it’s happened, what Has happened and how I have felt besides, holy shit balls mother fuck whirly bird on a merry-go-round.
Ever have one of those days/weeks/months?
Travelling, moving house, jobs, new car, new relationships, new life, big life decisions, life changing moments, weddings, deaths, births – all those kinds of roller-coaster massive, magnificently breath taking moments.
I feel like I’ve had a few in the last 2 months.
So getting to Darwin was sweet – yes, moving interstate was ‘interesting’ – lets leave it at that. Grateful beyond words for having a mother who packed up my whole house, cleaned it, painted it and rented it out to another – fair game, it was her house to begin with. But boy would I be royally up the creek with no proverbial shitty paddle for lifesaving.
Exciting times ahead, one could say – moving into a new industry to build another stream of income, continue growing my business in the health and wellness industry BUT also play my hand in Real Estate and learn another skill. Property alongside helping people gain better health is up there in my books as beautiful and never ending as a love affair. Both similar in scenarios – I look at how I coach and nurture people in my NM business through life changes, both in business and wellness – then I now see so many paralells when you help someone through a life changing move, from one home to the next. It’s people – I LOVE people and all of their imperfect perfectness. What is better? I heard recently someone describe the meaning of life and why we are put on this Earth as – “ To help each other, to help someone else for the better” – it literally is that simple. Serve, love, help, repeat.
So I step into this arena and spend my first week in sunny Darwin, get on the champers on ladies night and wake up into a long weekend at the start of this exciting new term for me – thinking fuck my life, what have I done, your shit at this, you don’t have this you don’t have that and where the hell Are you.
Yep – I have more food than any starving African, more money than most of Greece, more stability than that stupid volcano in Bali and more choice than any independent body comparison charts yet here I am hating the shit out of my situation, Darwin, my new apartment, my future, the next month ahead, especially the next two weeks and god knows what into the future.
I didn’t leave the house at one point for an entire day – I worked inside, I dwelled on everything that was wrong, I didn’t take ANY of my own advice.
It was like the last 2 months of chaos and hectic-ness had come to a stop and so my mind said awesome work Denelle, I’m going to sufficiently fuck you up.
BOOM
Do not return to positivity. Nope don’t you dare. You sly dog. It’s too good over there – come back here and wallow.
Hahah – exaggeration, I was totally fine I’m sure (not in my mind) – and to some spending a quiet weekend cleaning, un-packing, cooking, cleansing, hot yoga and walking to the beach to watch a sunset would be absolute Bliss! This time, my mind, ego fucker, decided it was shit.
I love this point, the point where you sit back and laugh about what you thought about back when you thought things were tough but really you were just bullshitting yourself. The self-reflection point.
And I’m so grateful – truly am, because I know, hear and see some people never get to self-reflect.
Some completely sit, wallow, cruise and never get out of that pity, that rut, that ‘whatever’ right, whatever it is your going through.
That wall kicking, head slamming moment when you think the world is against you and you feel like swimming to the end or the edge is just too hard and going to take Forever. Well I’m grateful, for the pain, the disbelief, the no you can’ts, the doubt (OH THE DOUBT), the negative voices, the I’m bored, the lack in motivation, the too much motivation, the crying, the laughing – every piece, because it just means I was growing. Growing so I can finally be 6 foot tall and not have to wear heels to feel like a lady boss.
After 2 years of hard core personal development, spending 10’s of thousands on my own education and development – courses, books, audio, webinars, coaching, mentoring, new business learning curves and new skills I am so, oh ever so grateful to have a wall kick and a little slow time to really let it all sink in.
And also realize that there is nothing like physically moving and changing your environment to really, REALLY shake things up and test all that learning – to really actually then push you the extra mile.
Moving away from my comfortable and into a whole new spectrum is beautiful, yes painful – but boy oh boy will I go through the pain again any day in a heart beat to learn a new lesson.
Being away from loved ones, the love one, friends, normal shops, normal classes, gym, yoga studio, just alllll the familiar and then have to start each new day with a new something – and continue to keep the success routine has taught me so much more appreciation for life, those I’ve left, those I’ve met, the power of the mind and the universe.
Being alone and I mean completely living alone – but not driving distance from any familiar has shaken my foundations.
When was the last time you took something for granted? Thank you universe for shaking me this much to see how beautiful life really is, and how lucky I am – we are realllllly.
Stop thinking about tomorrow, live for right now and remember that nothing is EVER as bad as it really seems – tomorrow I’m 26 and I sit here loving this reflection, this move and all the lessons it’s brought me – and excited for the ones to come.
Love you ALWAYS xx