So, the first two months of 2018 were incredible. I accomplished so much, opportunities were falling into my lap, met some pretty influential people, challenged myself more, and began taking steps towards expanding this platform. I just knew that given how amazing January and February were, March was only going to be better.
And then the slump happened.
Out of nowhere, I found myself having another wave of writer’s block, and seemingly trapped in a never-ending funk. Work felt more defeating than usual, doubt and fear crept in, I hated everything around me. And if you were to ask how I felt about life, my response was typically, “It feels like trying to stuff my size ten foot into a size five shoe.” Ill fitting, uncomfortable, painful, and stuck.
Little did I know, I was entering a transitional season. I was stuck in between where I had been, and where I was getting ready to go. It’s like when you lose weight, and you’re too small for your previous size, but not quite small enough for the next. That’s where I was.
And complaining about the situation did nothing but make me feel worse.
Because every time I opened my mouth, I spoke words of frustration, discomfort, and dissatisfaction, all I did was reinforce those feelings over and over again. Causing me to wallow in my own self-pity, further digging myself into a deeper hole than what I was already in before.
See, our words are very powerful, and what you speak over yourself has the ability to change your entire trajectory. So, you must be very mindful of things you say, especially in the most unpleasant of circumstances.
Transitional seasons, though difficult, are designed to stretch you, to get you to the level that you’re supposed to be operating at. And this is especially true for those of us who have been praying for change and growth in multiple areas of our lives. During your transitional season, several shifts begin to occur, causing you to feel as if life has gone awry. But fear not, things are actually going the way that they should, because as the saying goes, “shit happens, so the shift can happen.”
There’s never a “good” time for a transitional season. You never receive proper notice or warning. It just happens. And when it does, you have two options:
- Give up and retreat to what’s familiar.
- Give in to the process and find out what your assignment is, so that you can move on.
When going with option 1, know that while you may have escaped that discomforting feeling, the desire for more is still going to haunt you. That and, you are going to find yourself settling for the bare minimum over, and over again, in search of something that resembles fulfillment. (Read my post on “Settling” here.)
When going with option 2, yes you will have some rough days, feel a disconnect between yourself and things or people closest to you, experience self-doubt, and may even prefer isolation. But once you stop complaining, accept what’s happening, and allow the transition to take place, you begin to get a clear understanding as to what you are supposed to do. This in turn causes the season to go a lot more smoothly, because you’re now finding yourself growing stronger, better, and wiser.
The start of my transitional season hurt, sis, and had me wanting to give up everything I have been working towards. I didn’t think very highly of myself, ate my weight in junk food, and searched for the easiest way out. But it wasn’t until I stopped agonizing over what was going on, and started praying, that I got the clarity I needed in some of the most uncommon places, to push through. Even when it felt like one of the hardest things to do.
So, accept your transition, my love. And know that there is so much beauty on the opposite side of it.