Role of disconnection in becoming
I have been thinking about the role of disconnection in becoming. Becoming does not look the same for all of us. My observations are based mostly on my own experience, and that of people that I am close to. I think that (for some of us) there are times that becoming looks more like transformation or even metamorphosis than continuous growth. In these times, it is natural, and even necessary to feel a sense of disconnection from who are (soon to be who we were) so that we can enter this new phase. I also think that the transition can be a little messy and even ugly. There are many metaphors to elucidate the idea (snake shedding its skin, caterpillars and butterflies, tadpoles and frogs). One of the challenges we have as humans is understanding when the disconnection we feel is pushing us deeper into our becoming and when it is keeping us from it. I'm curious if others have had this experience and what clues you look for in your life in deciding how to respond. Right now, in my own life, I see a transformation on the horizon as I am almost at the end of my child-rearing years. But currently, I feel very connected both to the life I am living now with shuttling kids to activities and many dishes, as well as to a future that is beginning to manifest as the kids take on more independence. I am wistful about time that is past, afternoons spent in playgrounds, for example. I told my daughter on our drive home, that time feel a bit like the stitches of a quilting thread, with some pieces of the past peeking through and others hidden beneath the surface. I don't know yet whether my life will be one large quilt or multiple separate pieces. The second, I think, requires disconnection, and either case can be full of beauty and goodness, which is what I aspire to bring into the world. I'm a little nervous about posting this, but it seems the best place to share this sort of reflection. Thanks @Steven Lawson for making a space where we can share.