By the time this post goes live, I’ll be on a plane on my way to BC for the Storytellers of Canada- Conteurs du Canada conference.
I’m looking forward to the conference and to seeing my friends and telling/talking about stories for DAYS but I always feel apprehensive before I travel.
I’m not afraid to fly or anything like that. It’s the disrupted schedule, the lack of control over my day, the eating at weird times, the crowds of people, the change in time zones…that’s what gets me.
And all of that is fairly unavoidable.
BUT
Then I remembered that the last time the conference was in BC my travel schedule was waaaaaaaay worse and I was miserable on the way up but I actually did ok on the way home.
And, sure, part of it was the fact that I was on my way home but, after the frustrating trip on the way there, I had decided to take really good care of myself on the return trip and it made a huge difference.
So, what did ‘taking really good care of myself’ mean in that context?
- I brought some really filling snacks so I had a bit more control over when I ate.
- I made sure to keep my water bottle full.
- I did stretches and yoga frequently and did some walking in each airport.*
- I meditated a fair bit on the plane (and listened to my favourite cello music)
- I planned something to do for each hour of the trip (I didn’t have to do it but having a plan made me less fidgety and irritated.)
And that plan seems really appealing to me right now.
In fact, once I thought about it, I immediately started feeling better about the long trip and I could focus more on the fun that awaits me on the other end.
So, let’s see how my plan works out, hey?
I’ll update you later tomorrow.
*Yes, I always *could* stretch or walk at any point but this was me being proactively deliberate about it.
