Beyond all our best laid plans, life just happens. In the past I would go from feeling like I was flying on air one minute, to the next one feeling like the waves were crashing down. And I can fondly remember the anticipation of waiting for my real life to begin as if this all was one elaborate dress rehearsal.
Many years passed by and I woke up one morning feeling the crisp pang of age knowing that the flavor in my mouth was the taste of the real life I had already began. When did I step on that stage? How could my character already have been cast?
But it had happened and I now had a role to play. I started stretching through the numbness in my brain, reaching for a fresh thought. I began batting at the cobwebs surrounding my heart, desiring to search for more, one more time. I was tired of sitting on the sidelines of life and wanted to finally become the leading lady of my own life.
One of the hardest parts of life is to be here in the now and forget about the past. In your twenties, you have it all but you have no idea what to do with it. You haven’t had enough of life to fully understand what to do with it, how to live it, and the delicate balance of how it is in your control but so influenced and affected by others. You are the best supporting actress or actor in your own life.
I have realized, in your thirties, life begins to change. You know what you have and begin to rethink life. You are seasoned from your experiences and based on your choice of perspective you are wiser or more frustrated with what it all means. You take responsibility for your life and work hard to create one that you desire. You step into that leading role. You take center stage.
At this point in life…the being here now, this role is the deepest thing I have ever played. You have the boundless capacity to grow and aim to capture your admirer’s attention…the admirers being your pride, character and compassion. And you fondly smile watching the gumption you give each new scene.
And finding your gumption in life, well that is a great milestone to be proud of and a delight to savor in. Bravo…take a bow. You now should be a fan of your own life.
Until next time.
Christy
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