
Lately I have felt stuck. The last couple of weeks have felt heavy for some reason. It isn’t because I have been experiencing some life altering shift or anything of that nature. My mind keeps scattering. No single reason.
Maybe, I am in a season of change. I do feel my heart being pulled in several directions simultaneously. Deep down I feel as though I might be at one of those all too familiar crossroads. With several different voices in my head telling me which way to go. I think as we get older(I’m not old…) we start to understand that our time here is precious. Subtle reminders each day that we just aren’t as young as we once were. And that is okay- growing older can still be a lot of fun. You start figuring out exactly who you are. Not allowing yourself to do things that bring zero positive value to your life. It becomes much easier to say no to things. You start caring a little less about people’s opinions of you. You loosen the grip of where society says you “should” be. Run your own race.
I will say this though-we do limit ourselves based on where the world thinks we should be… I heard a line the other day-I am not sure who said it: “Life starts at forty; the rest is just research.” I don’t fully agree. I think some people figure it out sooner; some later. But, the idea stuck. We give up too early. We tell ourselves it’s too late. We trade the thing that lights us up for the thing that feels safe, and then we call it wisdom. Some people chase the dream and realize it isn’t what they pictured. Others never chase it at all and live with a loop of what-ifs. I’ve been both—bold and hesitant. We can be the ones who get out of our own way. What would happen if you actually went after what was burning inside of you?
Here’s the image that keeps coming back to me: a boat tied to a pier. The rope is familiar. It’s also the reason you never feel the open water. Untie it. Push off. Let the water get rough. Let it be on you to make it to the other side.
Now is all we have. The past is gone, and re-living it is just another way to waste the present.
I’m telling myself this as much as I’m telling you: just start.
