How long is a piece of string? How quick is quick enough? What time is soon?

These questions come to mind when I think about the Leafs and my own healing journey. Before you ask, no I’m not doing that thing where I think what I do impacts the Leafs fortunes, or what they do on the ice serves to validate or admonish my existence. I am simply aware of the parallels between the franchise’s chase for a cup and my own quest to find inner contentment.

Their last two games are a perfect example of how progress doesn’t always go in straight lines.

It’s almost as if the individual results of each isolated moment serve as guides more than statements. As I align with my favourite self I find that I am occasionally doing or saying things that feel bad. Does that make me bad? Does that erase my progress? Of course not. I persist and so I win, by showing up each day.

For the Leafs it’s a little different but the concept is the same. If the process is worth believing in (which I believe it is) than the individual game results don’t actually matter. If the team is doing the things that align with the best version of the Leafs more often than not everything will work out for the best.

I guess what I’m saying is I Be Leaf. It’s really cool to get a chance to watch them becoming their best. Same goes for me.

Hugs and luv