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Showing posts with label the Shadow Valley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Shadow Valley. Show all posts

Friday, January 28, 2022

The Emotional Roller Coaster of Change

Hello!  How is it already the end of January??  I don't know where the days have gone... well, except for the cold, windy days curled up in front of the fire.  Yep, it's easy to drown out life's chaos with a warm cup of cocoa and a good book!


As I was pushing myself out of the comfort-zone and getting back into real life, I came across this great explanation for the emotional roller-coaster of endings... and new beginnings.  It was exactly what I needed to hear... perhaps it will be the push you need as well.

I am not one to make New Year's Resolutions, but the principle applies.  For every good intention, there are a thousand distractions.  Truth?!

The principle I read about is called The Emotional Cycle of Change developed by Don Kelley and Daryl Conner in the mid-1970's.  It is particularly appropriate here as the New Year has begun and resolutions have been made!

There are 5 stages in this roller coaster. Bear with me... it all comes together with an inspiring bang!

First stage is Uninformed Optimism.  It's that New Year's Eve high.  We see all the benefits, but none of the cost.  Lose 50 pounds?  You bet!  Get up every morning at 5 to start with quiet time and devotions?  No problem!  Turn that spark of an idea into a 6-figure business?  Done!

Unfortunately all that Optimism dies a quick death as the second stage kicks in... Informed Pessimism.  Our positive emotions turn sour as the cost of the change becomes apparent.  Basically the reality of what we've taken on makes us question our sanity. Lol!  Are we nuts... lose 50 pounds?  Right!  Get up at 5 every morning?  Not gonna happen!  Start a 6-figure business?  Not possible!

This drives us to the lowest point in the roller coaster of emotional change... the Valley of Despair.  Well, Don Kelley and Daryl Conner don't call it that. They believe that the lowest point is actually Hopeful Realism.  Uh... Realistically?  It's the Valley of Despair... Truth!  This is the point where most people give up and all good resolutions go to die a quiet death. Yes, been there, I can testify!

The pain of change feels too hard, and the benefits too far away.  Lose  50 pounds?  I just gained 2!  Get up at 5am? The baby kept me up teething all night!  And start a business?  Who are we kidding??!!

The quickest way to end discomfort is to quit.  So, yes, I call this the Valley of Despair.  The Psalmist speaks of it in a familiar passage:


... and although our emotional roller coaster does not necessarily lead us into the shadow valley of a real, physical death, it occurs to me that there are many kinds of deaths...

the death of a dream, of hope, of love, of new beginnings... it is the death of what could have been.

And that will bring us right down into the Valley of Despair.  The Psalmist reminds us that we have nothing to fear in our valleys for He is here.  God walks with us through every valley and offers Hope and Comfort.

It is here in the valley that we find God's heart and it is here where hard choices are made.  God never forces our hand.  He offers...  Give up or Push through...

If we give up, we will spend a lifetime repeating steps 1-3.

If we push through, well, there's the first good news for today according to Don Kelley and Daryl Conner.  Pushing through will lead us straight into stage 4 on our way to Success!  This is called Informed Optimism.

The possibility of success becomes real.  And the benefits of our actions start to bear fruit.  It is perseverance in the midst of despair.  We finally see that the cost is more than worth it.  Down 15 lbs... I can do this!  Up early 5 days this week... Delighting in a 5am quiet time with my Savior!  Business plans coming together... Made my first sale!

These small steps toward change, multiplied many days over, lead us to the final rewarding stage in this roller coaster... Success and Fulfillment.  Yay!  The benefits outweigh the cost and the actions of our emotional changes have finally made all the hardship worthwhile.

Celebrating 50 pounds down!

Finding purpose and strength in my walk with Christ in those early morning quiet times!

Relishing the Success of a new business venture.  

It is at this stage in the process we realize that what was once difficult and hard and unattainable is now routine, fulfilling and so very achievable.

And here's the secret:

Everything worthwhile task that we undertake will bring with it the roller coaster of emotional change.  We will ALL experience doubt, frustrations and even failures on the road to success and fulfillment.

There is no way to skip the hard parts.  No bridge to miss the valley of despair.  It will happen to all of us if we are brave enough to risk change.  As long as we don't give up, those failures along the way do not mean we are weak or wrong... it means we are pushing through towards something new.  And we're getting closer to success with every step!

If you are a visual learner like I am, here's my very-basic-in a nutshell-hand-drawn version of the Emotional Cycles of Change:


When we find ourselves in the Valley of Despair, look up.  He is right there with us, offering Hope and Comfort when all around seems lost.

Persevering together in the midst of the hard, the dark and the impossible.

Be Brave. Be of good Courage. Be Faithful.  Reach back to help another.  Hold your lamp high to see the next step.  Trust wholly in the One who calls us come.

He will see us through...

In Grace, Always,
Jane

Thursday, December 30, 2021

When Days Become Years...

 Grief.  It is such a strange thing.  

We each travel our own road, but the triggers that sear our hearts are universal when it comes to navigating the heartbreaking minefields of loss. 

A favorite meal, a scent that was theirs.

The first Birthday without them.  Every ensuing birthday without them.

Holidays... and Anniversaries... the first year of their passing.  The first Christmas table with the empty chair.  The days flowing into years...

And just like that...10 years have passed.  How is that possible??

December 4, 2011.

The day pancreatic cancer won.  I never thought our hearts would heal.

And perhaps healing isn't the right word.  Maybe it's more of a learning to ride the waves of sorrow and learning to hold the grief loosely.  Allowing joy to take up residence in hearts that were battered and bruised but still beating.

And the years brought blessings and love in new ways, in sweet ways, but the grief has always been there.  And sometimes, some days, like the marking of 10 years, the grief swamps.

So, we chose to commemorate.  It's not a celebration really, but a time of remembrance.

For us, it meant a time of travel.  Following the advice Mom gave us so often... a bit of legacy living for sure...


So, we took that great advice and went out and did the things!  We have traveled and wandered ourselves into some grand adventures over the years, but this year, this anniversary was a tough one.

Good friends planned a getaway that was balm to our hurting hearts.  A camping trip deep into the rugged beauty of Big Bend National Park!

We have wanted to visit for years... this was the perfect time.


We hiked and explored the days away and star-gazed late into the nights.
It was bliss!

The vast and desolate landscape of this historic national treasure gave us room to breath and space to remember all the good in our lives.  

Grief has a way of turning us inward, darkening our thoughts and shuttering our hearts.
Remembering the good in our lives opened us up to the joy and grace and the blessing that have always been ours.

And it wasn't long before the smiles followed...









































Under that amazing west Texas sky we took stock of the things we've learned these past 10 years...
the list is refreshingly short!

We are small, so very, very small.
But God is so Big!

Our hearts can break.
But they can love powerfully deep.

Wandering is good.  And adventures are great...
But coming home is Best!

At the end of our grand adventure, it was so good to turn down our dirt road towards home.  The satisfying crunch of gravel beneath our tires, the familiar sway of our big old oak trees, and that beautiful log home waiting at the end of our drive...they all sang a welcome home that gave our souls rest.

And it occurs to me that at the end of this life, the moment God calls us each heavenward, we will feel that same sense of peace and rightness as we turn our face and hearts towards Home.  The newborn babe we celebrate this Christmas season... the Christ child who came to triumph over the grave... He will lead us by the hand to a welcome home we can only imagine!

So, my prayer for you this year... Hope and Peace for whatever road you might be traveling.  May you always know that we count it such a Blessing and Privilege to be on this journey together, walking each other home with an abiding love and joy.

It is His Grace that sets Heaven in our Hearts,
My Love, Always,
Jane


Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Moving through the Valley



Your deepest valleys lead you to your highest mountaintops.
                                                                  ~Matshona Dhliwayo

Taking a step forward into Hope.


Friday, January 1, 2016

When New Years Wishes are Conflicted...

This wasn't exactly how we planned to spend our New Year's Eve and Day...


Hospitals and pneumonia, breathing ragged and painful.

A Midnight run to the ER, hushed phone calls in the hall...
X-rays reveal what we already knew.
Doctors consult and begin admitting procedures
as Times Square excitement blares.

We had suits starched and shoes shined for another event entirely...

A New Year's Eve Celebration
months in the making!
A dress and 2 rings and a family circle growing deeper in love...

And at Poppy's insistence, the wedding festivities continued on,
a favored Grandson and his beautiful girl said their I Do's
as the clock heralded a New Year.


... and their happiness shone bright...


even as Poppy's breathing slowed and tears fell,


There was a keen sorrow at missing such joy.

And sometimes New Years Wishes are conflicted...
when we wish for Happy, but are faced with pain and hurt and uncertainty.

When our lives aren't going as planned,
and life is de-railed in the midst of the Hopeful expecting.

It's hard to find Happy and see a future of Good
when each breath is labored and the heart is aching.

And right in the middle of this emotional tangle,
an ambulance siren pierced the night,
bringing the victim of a tragic midnight shooting
to the hospital right where we sat.

A family's life was ripped in two as they arrived,
rushed and frantic,
to find their 20-year old daughter barely clinging to life.

We heard the sobs as a mother cried for her only child,
and the wails as this precious girl slipped away
despite all the heroic efforts to save her.

Our tears fell now for the ones who were suffering
an unimaginable grief this New Year's Day.

Our paltry sorrows paling in comparison.

And how do you find the Happy in this?

A New Year that is bleak and grim for a family who must now plan a funeral
instead of planning a life of dreams fulfilled...

There are no words for such grief.

Nor wishes for a Happy New Year.

And we realize anew that life is what we have right now.

For Poppy, it is here in this hospital room, and it is what we make of it.
To cherish time
and another year here, with us.

For Dustin and Blair, it is the moment they have right now,
in each other's arms, loves vows fresh,
their first dance together as Mr. and Mrs...


And somehow, we find the grace to hold on to the Hope,
trusting in the Good this year...

to know that the New Year may not be Happy,
but it can be filled with love, to walk us through the darkest valley.

For as the grief overwhelmed in the ICU ward this night,
as a mother held tightly to a daughter's still form,
friends and family were pouring into the hospital's waiting room and lobby...
more than this small hospital could hold, and yet they came and crowded in,
there to cry with a grieving mother, to walk with her, to be there and offer comfort
in the only way they knew how...

loving her through the grief
right into the new year...


Our wish this New Year would be for Grace
to hold us, right where we are,
whether there is Happy, or there is Sorrow.
May God's Sovereign Hand open to reveal
the Hope that is found, always, in Him...


"...all know and agree that God is sovereign,
that he holds all things in his hand..."
                                          ~ Job 12:10


in Grace He promises to never let us go...


Sunday, November 8, 2015

Hope in the Dark...


Trusting in Grace to walk us through the shadow valleys...

there is Hope, even in the darkest moments of this journey.