All Roads Lead Back To You

I don't know where or when I lost the most valuable thing to me, but, I know I lost it, and I've searched for it almost everywhere, except for where it really was. I'm talking about myself. I've got the timeline pegged somewhere between December 2011 and the present. Somewhere in that timeframe, my needs, my desires and passions became less important. I acquiesced on things I once stood firm on, compromise became my middle name and yours truly found his way to the back burner again - and there I was left.

I read a Facebook post of an old acquaintance recently that said something to the extent that he was physically cleaning his house as well and mentally and spiritually cleaning his house. Now, I don't know if that meant he was warding off spirits with white sage, or just unloading some emotional baggage. So, I spent some time with that post and this is what it means to me. Let it go. That's right. If it doesn't add value - let it go. If there's unfinished business, finish it and let it go. If there are apologies to be made, make them and move on. Cleaning your spiritual house is 100% in your control.

For me, there are many apologies I must make. I've disconnected from people who are important to me because I've disconnected from myself. I've missed out on what should have been memorable occasions, and yes, there are some heartfelt amends I must make. If those I've wronged, be intentionally or without knowing, don't accept my apologies, I cannot blame them, I can only move on and hope they do as well.

I was recently speaking to a group of leaders about balance from a total business perspective. And, as I spoke so passionately about not being one - dimensional, I realized the same can apply to life. Balance! If our spiritual house, our financial house, our emotional house, our professional house and our physical house are not aligned, we find ourselves unbalanced in what Iyanla Vanzant calls, "the meantime". That's that awkward place where we forget how to give thanks. That place where we know we have things to be grateful for, but that one not so clean house is consuming us. That space where "nothing is wrong, but something's not quite right."

And after over a year of consumption, I'm slowly, but momentously cracking that shell of mine I've created. I'm persevering the path to reclaim myself  and while I'm not sure what's ahead on this new path, I do know, that all roads lead back to me, and just knowing that ensures I'll find my way.