Sometimes we have to lose to win, get lost to get found. Make any sense to you? Cause it didn't to me until I started really thinking about it. Sometimes when we force ourselves to THINK about things we either muddle things up even more or create these situations that will never really actually come about and we end up so disappointed.
I've begun to realize the older I get how much time we waste hoping things will change, waiting for things to change....working in baby steps towards making things change but really, we don't have any control other than our own voice and our own choices. I recently was talking with a friend who was trying to make a plan for 5/6 months from now. We talked through different scenarios and laid out the plans, including all the "what if's" and the "maybe's" but still, we could really only talk it out. I began to realize with utter fear and frustration, that you can't really plan on anything.
I heard this speaker today going on and on about the choices we make in our lives. How we can't keep waiting for the WHAT IF'S or the MAYBE'S to happen. That each day is a choice and we are not promised tomorrow. He said "live each day as if it's last and eventually you are going to be right". That's really all we can depend on...the final result. He also talked about not settling...not giving into what is and to keep striving and working towards what it is you think you really want. If you don't know what that is keep fighting for it, keep looking. He talked about living each day to the best of your ability and if you find yourself waking up dreading what it is you are about to go give 8/10 hours of your life to then it's time to think about making a change. Made me really think and realize life is way to short to not enjoy it.
Why do we stay with people we aren't excited to be with, go to jobs that bring us no joy, do things we dread? I have to honestly stop and ask myself this question pretty hard.
Then I heard this story that I thought was pretty cool:
A six-old girl was at a drawing lesson, sitting at the back of the room because she rarely paid attention. However, on this particular day the little girl was very engaged. The teacher was interested in why the little girl was so engaged, so she went over to her and asked, “What are you drawing?” The girl said, “I’m drawing a picture of God.” The teacher replied, “But nobody knows what God looks like.” To which the little girl said very matter-of-factly, “They will in a minute.”
So what does your future look like?
1 comment:
I'm happy that you're going to write your "Fifi's World" blog, Dawn! I'm always interested to see what you're thinking about. Regarding today's blog....you're exactly right. It's like the old saying, "Life happens to you you as you're making plans for life". Your terrific story at the end about the child reminded me of another good one, written by Gerhard Frost called Boxed In: "She colored a giraffe today, one ear pink, the other green, a tail of blue, the body brown with spots of many colors. She brought her joyful offering into the world of grown-ups, and the first one to see it said, "But no one has ever seen a giraffe like that!" "Isn't that too bad!" was all she said. Keep resisting, child, those little boxes, the cramped and stuffy judgements that bury one alive. Fight the brave battle to be the one you are."
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