In the ebb and flow of life, we often pause to reflect on where we’ve been, where we are, and where we’re going, questioning the moments that define us and the story we’re telling ourselves.
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Look around. This is your life. Whatever you may think of it, however you may quantify it, whatever your current understandings and judgments make of it — many days have passed, many pages have turned, yet still, here you are.
If you were to write yourself a brief biography, what would be the key moments, the achievements, the notable events? What are the resume-worthy items you could point to? Or, perhaps more tellingly, how difficult would it be to recall the parts of your story that you would proudly mark with an asterisk for future historians to take special note of?
“Whatever arises, love that.” — Matt Kahn
Thoughts on regret, unrequited love, failures, or missed opportunities — they drain your energy. They fragment your being, pulling you away from the very locus of creativity where you are most needed, here and now, by the collective.
The most beneficial perspective on our arguably spurious past is the way it informs and goads us toward authenticity and vulnerability in our everyday lives.
Healing the ruptures of spirit, progressing through them, can take a lifetime (or many), but within that journey lies a lifetime of authorship — one that the narrator of your story would be remiss to omit.
You matter.
Be easier on yourself, but dare greatly.
Solvitur ambulando