I came across this beautiful post today by my blogging friend Carla, who also happens to share a much more significant connection to me. It comes at a time in my life and my writing that it really speaks to me. I’ve spent many months telling my story of change, and it’s been really fun and even cathartic to share it. As I’m re-living my past on the pages of my blog, I spend the rest of my time attempting to live in the present. She so eloquently expresses her thoughts in a way I never could. So I’ll just say… what she said. I’m sure it will speak to you too.
A painful interaction with a friend I thought I knew well sent me scrambling for meaning last week. Somewhere between my WWJD/Buddhist thought/Universal wisdom processing and the feedback from my been-around-the-block-together friends, I found my answer on how to proceed. Can’t say it’s comfortable, but I can say it’s compassionate.
But what’s really interesting is the larger thought threshold it has caused me to cross: how do we decide where to invest our energy, our hearts, our lives?
We learn early on, with the death of a first pet, that we’re not in control of the outcome. For most of us, though, knowing we will outlive these devoted friends and experience the grief again…and again…does not outweigh the gifts they deliver in the everyday.
We learn through our careers that countless hours invested in a major project can yield a pitiful ROI. But that doesn’t keep us from getting excited…
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