I’ve been very quiet lately! Life is just a tad overwhelming and it’s had an impact on me being able to engage in the reflective practice of writing. I’ve been learning many lessons but sharing and articulating them has been difficult. Just to update you all a little – we celebrated my Grandfather’s 90th birthday as a family, I am recovering from five weeks of insomnia and now supporting my sleep with medication for the time being, I have had tests on my heart and needed to wear a heart rate monitor for 24 hours, I’m now waiting on the results, I finally brought myself a new washing machine, work has been busy with Influenza B and RSV going around, the assignments never stop, I have a job interview for a Department of Education teaching role for 2026 in a couple of weeks, and I found out late this week that my landlord is selling the house Luna and I currently call home. I have four months until my lease runs out, four months to find and move into a new home. I started off chasing my tail, and trying desperately to keep up with everything but over the last two weeks I have been hit with a kind of overwhelm freeze mode, where I have to fight a lack of motivation and disengagement to make anything happen.

It’s moments like these that remind me, life is supposed to be an experience – it’s not negative, or positive, it’s just an experience and we are here to learn and to grow from that experience. I may not always know or understand why the Universe moves as it does, and why certain experiences and challenges come my way – often repeatedly, unfortunately. But, I can hold on to the reminder that it’s my job to experience my life. It may feel like I’m stuck on a roller coaster, hurtling at full pelt around a never ending track, but I can choose whether to enjoy the ride or to scream my lungs out and hang on for grim death.

I’ve been working on transforming my thoughts. For example, when I first found out the landlord was selling and I would have to move again, I found myself caught in an emotional meltdown and stuck in thinking that this was all my fault, it was happening because I exploded and upended my life and went to live in QLD for thirteen months. However, I can now see the benefits of moving. This house is cold…all of the time, and it needs some TLC and someone to fix the many problems that often come up. I’ve caught myself considering whether I want to stay after my lease runs out, whether I would take another lease here. While that choice has been taken from me, I can also see it as an opportunity to find a more comfortable home for Luna and myself, one that’s easier to maintain, one that’s warmer.

This process isn’t perfect and I am not perfect at it. It’s something that I’m working at and probably will be working at for some time. My brain is wired to see the negative first, to see the worst case scenario and respond to that first. It’s only with a little distance, a little perspective and maybe a reminder of two from my supports, that I am able to work on those thoughts and transform them into something different, something new. It takes a little bit of time to rewire those pathways and train myself to see things in a different light.

We are all a work in progress, but I just wanted to take this opportunity to remind you and to remind myself that life is for living, life is for experiencing and we have a choice in how we view those experiences.