So here’s what I learned about moving on….we move on by moving on. By doing the things that we are scared to death of doing. It’s not so much the giant leaps into the unknown, or the monumental gallops across the chasms. But the small & seemingly insignificant actions. The problem for some of us isn’t that we don’t know what we want. No, the problem is that we do know what we want. But we don’t know what we want to do first. It is incurred however, that at the end of the day, all actions are means to other ends. They are not an end in themselves. A means to an end often refers to an activity (such as an undesirable job) that is not as important as the goal you hope to achieve. One starts something and finishes it, without that something leading into something else, thus it is an end in itself. We are all plagued by the fear of failure at some point in our lives. If you have the tendency to second guess yourself, know this; windows of opportunity don’t stay open very long. When you feel like doing it, do it.
A dexterous ally of mine whose brain vomit I rather enjoy (^^,) said that being a late bloomer is the by product of a cautious non impulsive nature that reflects on everything …taking great care before you take a step. Often, he said, our feelings betray us, because we have made them too important. When in truth, real progress is measured by action, however tiny a movement may be. In time, our spirits become stronger than our minds as we gain resilience over our thoughts. When something in us dies, it’s impossible just to keep moving on, because we die with it. So we must accept the beginning of a new life we didn’t choose. Just like we didn’t choose the one we had the first time around before we died inside. Begin again from scratch, relearn how to walk. There isn’t a choice.
In 1930, a story was birthed that would make history. A book that was used to teach children the value of optimism was published in the United States of America, origins of which dating back to as far as 1906. The story of the Little Engine That Could has been told and retold many times echoing the mantra “I –think- I- can- I think- I can- I think- I can” to many a jaded soul. Well, the underlying principle remains the same. Think you can or think you cant, either way, you’d be right.
Every decision we make is half chance and often we only appreciate it when things work out on the path we chose or regret it accordingly. Someone said that regrets are probably the most painful feelings in the world. He suggests that sometimes in life we make certain decisions that could not have been avoided because it was who we are at the time and if we were placed back in the situation with the same variables we would have still made the same decision. Accepting that helps us not dwell in the past which can never be changed….if we give up now, all our previous struggles, decisions and achievements will be trivialized…by you.
I once had a friend who went through what he described as a “quarter-life-crisis.” He had reached that stage that is known to us all as “what now.” Where he didn’t know if he was waiting for life to begin or for it to end. What now? A question we often ask ourselves when we have come to a wall in our path we never anticipated, when we reach a point of no return or pass a dangerous obstacle and have survived the ordeal. Thank goodness, exhorted my insightful cohort, it is not called a “full life crisis,” maybe then it implies we have the rest of life to live should we get past it.
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