When age 50 arrived, so did a swift quick to my soul that if my desire was to be free, only I had the key.
I admire (with a tinge of jealousy) those light-hearted youths in their 20’s and 30’s who figured this out without wasting decades running on a hamster wheel, hoping for someone else to show up on a white horse to save the day.
When it occurs to you that (a) No one is showing up to save the day and (b) Life doesn’t owe you anything and (c) You’d better get crackin’ if you want to start living the life of your dreams…
…it can be depressing. Especially if you dive down the black hole of “What about all that wasted time I’ll never get back?????!!!!!”
But is it wasted time if lessons were learned along the way?
Is it wasted time if, on the journey, you were able to love and be loved?
My life has been a series of Family Circle cartoon paths, rarely a straight line going from glory to glory. My trajectory features dark valleys and nonsensical detours along with entire decades I mistakenly thought I was moving forward, but instead completed a circle. Over and over again.
And today I find myself tempted with the anguished thought, “You’re starting all over again…at age 54???”
Who says it’s supposed to be a straight trek to the mountaintop? And how can we judge our journeys by their seeming dead ends? If I hold myself hostage to every perceived failure, I will never be free.
One of my favorite quotes from this past week will encourage your heart if you’ve ever fallen into the trap of beating yourself up:
Therein, for me, lied the secret to my freedom: forgiving myself for what I didn’t (and couldn’t) know at the time.
And, as Maya Angelou said so perfectly: “When you know better, you do better.”
Each day offers a new opportunity to know, and do, better.
Let’s give ourselves a break – and buckle up for the new Word of the Week (with some parting thoughts on FORGIVENESS):
What are you needing FAITH for?
Remember, it works by LOVE (not fear).
With much love,