The transition into another place, another being, another way of seeing is painful and stressful I find, am I getting old?

I find a million ways of getting out of doing what needs to be done. I have another tea, I go for a walk, pet the cat, everything except what needs to be done, what is staring me in the face. This is the dance.

Then – BAM! the tax is done, we have stopped smoking, we lost the weight, we have taken the step, a shift has happened.. but it needed the procrastination, it needed the dance to happen gradually all in its own special time.

Everything is as it should be and everything is shifting just at the right pace, can we trust that? What a relief!