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More than Just a Sweater …

By November 16, 2018July 8th, 2021No Comments

I remember hearing a saying once “You can do everything, just not at the same time”. 

I have to remind myself always how fortunate I am. I am a mother to two lovely young boys. I am able to work at a job that gives me satisfaction and I am able to set aside a little bit of time to work on things that feed my soul

Why then do I find myself feeling so restless? I think of my thoughts like ping pong balls, bouncing around at their own whim with me along for the ride.

I don’t have the answer if that’s what you are looking for. One thing I have realized though is that it is not about the amount of things you choose to fill your life with. Rather, it is about your ability to transition between them mindfully. This is something I struggle with a lot. I’ll come home from work and find myself in the midst of child craziness and still be thinking about unfinished tasks or self-induced deadlines.

It’s funny because one of the fist things I do when I come home is change into my “mom clothes”. They typically consist of something black and loose and all covered by my classic worn down grey and white sweater. Everyone who sees this sweater unabashedly hates it, except me of course. When I put on this home sweater, I assume my alter ego as “mom”. I suddenly transform into the “picker upper” of all messes, a chef of chocolatey treats and a referee in a never ending series of spits and spats. 

It got to thinking that perhaps there is something more to this sweater. In fact, I’m sure we all have something like this. Something we wear when we go out to work or when we come home that helps us transition into our respective roles

When faced with so many changing demands, maybe these small objects can act as a “badge to the world” that this is the role we are playing and just for now, it helps us be fully present in this new role

I keep waiting for my ‘to do’ list to end so I can get a chance to try on a new role I’ve lost touch with…someone that is “just me”. Not ‘mom’ me, not ‘working’ me…but ‘just me’, alone with my thoughts or a book and just being. Somewhere along the way I’ve realized that no one will ever give me permission to be in this role and in fact maybe taking time like this is one of the most important things we can do in our day. 

So grab your favourite cup of tea or blanket and consciously assume this alter ego of your true self. Although you might feel so out of touch from this person, I assure you that when the noise in your head finally gets still, you are there, waiting to be embraced… even if it’s just for a few moments

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