Root to Rise

Root to rise has more meaning to me now than ever before.  You see, I’m a bit of a runner.  In the past, I’ve moved around.  A lot.  5 states in 5 years to be precise.  I get bored easily.  I run away from relationships too.  I’m like the runaway bride except I don’t run away from my own wedding.  I run away from everything else instead.

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I’ve always thrived on change.  I love when I’m in a new place, with new people, and learning new things.  Looking back, I think the reason I’ve always done well with change is because I’m the one creating it.  Before a situation (relationship, job, finances, whatever), can take an unexpected turn, I veer off course to interrupt the circumstance.  I create the change for myself and then set myself up to handle everything accordingly.  It’s a way of controlling what’s happening by creating chaos for myself.

It’s hard for me to stay in place.  It’s harder for me to sit and deal with what’s actually going on.  It’s easy for me to peace out and disengage.  This is why “root to rise” has become so important for me recently.  I can’t rise up if I’m all over the place, literally and figuratively.  I need to stay in one place, plant my roots, and grow.

Grow.

Grow.

Grow.

I used to hear “root to rise” in yoga class and not think much of it.  Now I hear it and I think, “Yes!  That’s exactly what I’m doing!”  Or at least, trying to do.

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