A few months ago, I picked up a daily meditations book.
It then sat on one of my groaning bookshelves for a while. I rediscovered it while book shopping in my library and thought I’d start on January 1 with a daily reflection. (I did. This is just the first one I’m blogging about.)
So I thought I’d share them. In the hopes that maybe they’ll get you thinking too (whoever you are), regardless of whether you read the drivel below or not.
I’ve never seen this quote before.
I like it.
It’s been easy to feel stuck for the last few years. Not stuck in a bad way, I like what I do and my family. But stuck in a “I’m getting too old to do X” way. And that’s not who I used to be.
I know that I find myself making excuses about things that need to be done . . .
Needing to lose weight, but then having a drink or a poor meal halfway through the week and then going, “Ah, screw it. Too late to dig in this week. I’ll start fresh on Monday.”
The problem is, there are 52 Mondays and we’re going on hundreds of Mondays for that particular issue.
Or for writing, well, it’s too late in the day to get that finished. I’ll start fresh in the morning — which puts me back. And back. And back. (I’ve gotten a LOT better at this over the last few years!)
I remember thinking when I got out of college that I’d have liked to have gone into the Marine Corps OCS, but that 20 years just seemed like forever and I’d be 41 (OMG, 41!) when I got out and be one foot in the grave.
So I didn’t take it seriously or push hard enough and that opportunity passed me by. Well, let it slip through my fingers to be honest. There were other reasons — I was in love with the now ex-wife and unsure of how a military career would have worked out there. But, that’s bullshit. If I had wanted it, should have done it.
Now, 5 years over 41, a military career is probably not going to happen (or if it does, something has gone badly wrong with our military and we’ll be living in a Red Dawn-type situation).
But it’s not too late to do all of the other things I’ve always wanted to do. Write a book. Be curious. Travel.
And while I’m still not entirely sure of what I’d like to be when I grow up; it’s not too late to start to find out.
I like that thought.