"The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why"
Well this definitely got my attention…#Word
I was having a conversation about 5-year plans the other day. Which is funny, because I’ve never really believed in them. Every time someone has asked me what my 5-year plan is, I’ve usually responded by saying something along the lines of…’I’m just taking it a day at a time’. Turns out that wasn’t entirely true.
See, the person I was having this conversation with happens to be a permanent fixture in my life who was there 5 years ago when I sat down and dreamed up a career path that I thought I deserved. He was also there in the years following that when some of my plans went south. Yet I just kept on dreaming. I didn’t let detours sabotage my faith and for some reason, it all worked out in the end. I finally got to the place (career-wise at least) where I had naively aimed for all those years ago.
The problem however, arose when I failed to acknowledge that 5 years had gone by and perhaps it was time for a new, and vastly different plan. I also failed to recognize and celebrate the person I had become over the course of that journey. Time had gone by, things had changed, and so had I.
As human beings, we find safety and security in being on a continuous path to someplace. But what happens when that specified amount of time is not only up, but you also seem to have achieved a goal or two? You start to feel a bit stuck. A bit like someone left you on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. And they also took your suitcase with them. So now you have to rely on nothing more than your instincts and your resilience to maneuver this unfamiliar terrain. You have to start the climb all over again, and if you’re not careful, life ends up feeling like nothing more than a set of back to back 5-year plans
My conversation about 5 year plans helped me realize a couple of things. One, is that even if I don’t believe in them, I have always instinctively lived by some kind of code that affirms that life is indeed a series of small steps strung together to form a unique journey. But that’s not all it has to be. Secondly, rather than wasting time crying over the suitcase I lost and the driver who dumped me in the middle of nowhere and sped off, perhaps I should devote my time to making a new plan. Setting new, more encompassing goals, and continuing to grow as an individual, not just a robotic existence set to the tune of a melody vaguely resembling a career path.
Don’t get me wrong; careers are important, I cannot dispute that, and I’m eternally grateful for mine. Yet somehow these days I seem to think personal growth counts a whole lot more than a few bullet-points added to your CV when it’s all said and done.
I have no idea what life has in store over the next five years, or even if I’ll be fortunate enough to witness that much more of my journey. I just know that I need to make this count. This…today…every moment that I’m blessed with. In the end, plans change, careers change, detours are set in our paths…but hopefully at the end of it all, our true inner selves are still left standing. So in this line of thought; fully accepting where and who we are at any given moment sounds like a much better plan to me.
So don’t be afraid to embrace the transitions, in my experience, those are the most rewarding stretches of the journey.
-Malcom S. Forbes
A few rules of the game…As told by Albert Einstein.
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Every once in a while I go back and re-read Eckhart Tolle’s ‘The Power of Now’. Today this passage jumped out at me.
Have you fallen in love with your life’s drama?
I’ve been meaning to write a post about ‘blame’ for a while. Just the whole idea of how we’re often so quick to blame other people for our circumstances…which is not really addressing the root of the problem. I guess it makes us feel better to have someone/something to be mad at. But staying mad really does nothing to resolve our ill-feelings. It just allows us to stew in our pain long enough that we begin to accept the idea that we are meant to live that way.
So anyway, the post never materialized, but I did happen to come across this video of Iyanla Vanzant & Oprah discussing something quite similar, which is the power accepting reality rather than running away from it.
I’ll let you watch it for yourself, but I happen to adore these two women and their convictions, so I thought I’d share.
And in relation to my previous post #NotYoMomma…yes, limits must be set