Autopilot

It’s funny how quickly you can find yourself in a pattern or a routine. Normal happens without much thought or planning. You blink and that’s it.

My normal has changed considerably in the past year … almost exactly a year in a few weeks. My body has gone from being thrown around from country to country to the next event or weekend away or gig or whatever was next.

To the polar opposite. From going through the very basics of being able to drag my own backside out of bed, to being able to walk a short distance, climb the stairs, then climb the stairs unassisted, to being able to drive again, to work again, to being able to walk the dog again, to being able to walk the dog again without supervision … to a point where I am sat on a bench in a park with my dog thinking, ‘what is next?’

I am part of a mentoring programme at work and one of the topics we covered was being on ‘Autopilot’.

We talked about whether this was a good thing or a bad thing and whether it has to be one or the other or whether it can be both at good and bad at different times.

For me, while my health took centre stage my career and everything else naturally had a moment on autopilot … but now being back fully in the swing of work and my health also remaining in the spotlight, leisure and personal enjoyment has found itself on autopilot, just plodding in the background.

Now as I approach a year of this new normal, I feel like I have most of what made me, me back again. Said goodbye to the things that did not make me happy or make me feel good and now I have space for the next big thing.

I just need to figure out what that is 🤔

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