If you had told me one year ago how much my life would have changed, transformed, been torn apart, subsequently reconstructed, twisted, crazy, topsy turvey and downright crazy that it would be today, I would have laughed in your face and walked away -- most likely continuing to laugh with each passing footprint toward whatever destiny was to befall me anyway. I imagine that many of you out there can say the same thing; I imagine that far too many of you reading this can also attest to the fact that in just 365 short days, 8,760 hours, your life changed dramatically. And maybe now, it’s changing dramatically again. And maybe, just maybe…it’s supposed to.
You see, the past couple of weeks got me wondering: “What if wherever you are is precisely where you are supposed to be?” Because if you were anywhere else, nothing could fall apart or come together in quite the same beautifully imperfect, improbable way that it is or that it has? I began pondering that if you don’t make bad choices, how can you ever decipher what the good ones might be? And then I got to wondering why so many other people wonder why it’s not okay to be not okay…because it is you know. It’s perfectly okay to not be okay, to not pretend as though life is wonderful, happy, sunshine and roses. It’s okay to be you, whoever that is, and even to let your freak flag fly -- within reason, of course. Because, you see, a perfectly normal dose of self-expression is, at the end of the day, quite a healthy normal thing, regardless of whatever button downed life guru might say...at least for me.
Mind you, I’m no psychologist, and I’m certainly no self-professed authority on life. I’m just wading through the pits just as you are, but I do often enjoy asking the questions that (it seems) so few people want to ask one another, or even themselves.
Here is how it worked for me; this is how it clicked. It wasn’t until I let go that breakthroughs really started to happen; amazing, life changing, conscious altering breakthroughs. It wasn’t until I waved the white flag, took a time out and actually did the things I kept saying I was going to do that things really began falling into place precisely where I needed them to, in a way I never could have expected.
So instead of wondering “Why” something is happening, spending time dwelling on what’s lost, what’s suspended or what’s out of reach, maybe it’s better to wonder how that same something will look 365 days from today, after 8,760 hours have passed once more.
Just a thought.
What are yours?