I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
This is the thing: When you hit 28 or 30, everything begins to divide. You can see very clearly two kinds of people. On one side, people who have used their 20s to learn and grow, to find themselves and their dreams, people who know what works and what doesn’t, who have pushed through to become real live adults. Then there’s the other kind, who are hanging onto college, or high school even, with all their might. They’ve stayed in jobs they hate, because they’re too scared to get another one. They’ve stayed with men or women who are good but not great, because they don’t want to be lonely. They mean to develop intimate friendships, they mean to stop drinking like life is one big frat party. But they don’t do those things, so they live in an extended adolescence, no closer to adulthood than when they graduated.
Don’t be like that. Don’t get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This season is about becoming. Don’t lose yourself at happy hour, but don’t lose yourself on the corporate ladder either. Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal.
Ask yourself some good questions like: “Am I proud of the life I’m living? What have I tried this month? Do the people I’m spending time with give me life, or make me feel small? Is there any brokenness in my life that’s keeping me from moving forward?”
Now is your time. Walk closely with people you love, and with people who believe. Life is a grand adventure. Don’t get stuck in the past, and don’t try to fast-forward yourself into a future you haven’t yet earned. Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep traveling honestly along life’s path.
In 50 million years, there could be
kangaroos hopping around Shanghai.
The entire continent of Australia moves
toward Asia by about 2.8 inches each
year and will eventually collide with
China and form a new supercontinent,
Pangea Ultima. There’s already been
enough of a shift to cause GPS
problems, so Australia’s coordinates
will hop north 5.9 feet on January 1,
2017, to make up the difference. Source
It’s weird when you think about someone who hurt you some time ago. It’s weirder when it doesn’t hurt you the same. You moved on, you probably don’t know exactly how or when. Maybe someone new filled the space where they once were, or maybe you’ve made bigger mistakes, either way, they don’t hurt you anymore. You’ve grown and so has the past. Just like the thing you once thought you would never let go, the thing you once thought could not recover from, has gone. Slipped out of your life without even a thought. How beautiful. Life has a funny way of solving pain like that. We’re not sure how, when or why, we must learn to accept that time will heal us. Then, we can finally let it.
Everything else-situations, difficulties, emotions, feelings are like the weather and come and go. Do you associate yourself with the ever-changing weather or do you associate yourself with the endless expansive sky? We forget that nothing lasts forever and jump headlong into the stories that we tell ourselves based on the weather. Another way is to understand the impermanence of the weather and not get carried away by it, choosing instead to become aware and dwell in the vast sky.