FROM THIS TO THAT
Saturday July 20, 2019
I write often about change.
No expert, just someone wrestling change – which changes to make …
Some planned, purposeful, changing ‘from something’ without certainty of ‘changing to what?’ …
Redefining ourselves in any small or large way is huge. Often lately (maybe this has always been so) news items about anniversaries of historical events and recollections from times past strike memory chords.
Re-living memories of choices made, of paths taken – and wondering, really, if the other path was just as equal and wanting wear as Mr. Frost imagined. What if? What if I’d tried the other paths? What if I’d gone different directions with things I’ve done? What if I went back to ‘do-over’ some ventures that didn’t work out so well? What if … indeed? A few hours of brainstorming on a scratch pad produced some deja-vu memories but not so many tangible results. We can’t go back and pick different partners, have different children, live in different places, do different things – or can we? We can all do something different tomorrow, and it doesn’t have to be what we did yesterday – or ever, or where we were, who we were with or for the purpose that mattered then.
I’ve broken new ground.
New venture. It’s not the 50th anniversary of anything, not to repeat mistakes. Hopefully making fewer. Not looking up or down or backward – but looking forward. A little bit at a time. A bit every day. I bit more, a bit less, a bit of this and bit of that.
Change IS progress.
What have you always wanted to do, or stop doing?
What stands in your way?
Reader feedback:
We forgive failure too easily in ourselves? That’s harsh! The guidance typically is learn from your failures, so that you can do better next time. To beat yourself up over the past however – not only is it soul sucking, it stems from a puritan type work ethic that is overdue for evolution. It’s more valuable to hear the importance of forgiveness—for ourselves and others—because our western tendency IS to beat ourselves and others up forever in our mind. We’re just human. Imperfectly perfect, FH, Brooklyn, NY
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