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The beginning of Fall 2013 – Season of Self-Reflection;

25 Sep

As I swap out my flip-flops and rhinestone encrusted starfish earrings for tweed chucks and lightweight scarves, I am finally ready to admit that fall is here!! And with the change of season, comes the inevitable kick-off to my season of self-reflection…;

Change.  The concept has recently been weighing on me, and today, I finally found the words to say what has been on my mind.  Change is always upon us, around us, within us.  Some changes we have asked for.  Some changes are welcomed and exciting.  New beginnings.  Some change comes as a pleasant surprise, allowing us to embrace it easily.  While other change is difficult, painful, unavoidable.  Change can be scary to those of us who are type-A people, who haven’t planned for it and are not ready for it.  Regardless of the type of change we are facing today, tomorrow or have faced yesterday we can learn from it;

As fall opens up to us, I open my heart and soul for inspection.  “What have I been through over the last year” usually turns into “what have I been through over my life time”.   This year is no different.  So here I am, staring down the barrel of my life’s events, good, bad and indifferent.  And I am seeing a lot of twists and turns over the journey so far…;

I realize that not all responsibility for change rests on my shoulders.  I also realize that a great deal of growing, learning and reflection has ultimately happened due to the changes in my life.  While we may be painfully falling down in the trenches of life, I have realized that there is always an opportunity to learn from it.  I have also realized that sometimes we are merely an instrument in a life lesson – sometimes our own, sometimes in someone else’s.  I am pleased as I reflect on the last year of my life (with the other 28 years in shadow) and can say that I have been learning and growing along my journey and through the stories of others;

I am not done with my season of reflection; this is only the beginning and the leaves have yet to fall..;


Fine Lines – Not everything is black and white.

23 Jul

So much of our lives is not clearly defined. Not everything fits into the “box” that we deem our lives. Not everything is black and white. So much of our lives is not visible through the clouds – bold or bright. Clearly outlined – standing out strong. Somewhere between the high and lowlights of our lives, we find shadows. Tiny little diagonal lines taking up the space of the unknown.

The question is, are we comfortable with the haphazardly place dashed in our lives? Do they throw us off course – forcing us to attempt to neatly organize the mess into a readable life story, shifting the lines to make up the words of the stories we will tell? Or do we simply accept the new acquired decoration on the walls of our minds as we stumble along the rocky path of life? Should we tie on our shock absorbing sneakers to cautiously navigate this rough road? Nervously checking our footing before each step. Or should we take it in stride, donning our most colorful heals? Accepting that we aren’t perfect, that we haven’t perfectly pre-planned every single motion, allowing ourselves to stumble and eventually fall down completely?

Is the fall worth it? The bumps, bruises. The dreary shadows of our worlds? Is it worth it to allow our arms’ contents to spill as we fall? Attempting to jump to a larger rock with the guts and gusto of a lion – but watching the glass shatter as it slams into the rock before us? Reaching out to catch the fruits of our labor only to smacked in the face by it? Is the victory and achievement of finally perching ourselves on that coveted rock worth it all? Or is it better to carefully remain on the smooth dull rock of yesterday?

Truth is – we will never know which is best. We make decisions, even when we don’t realize it, that affect every aspect of our lives. We will never know both what it is like to cower on the lower rock and to triumphantly stand above the waters. It is one or the other – black and white. But those fine lines that create our shadows will eventually find us in any location. In any situation. Sometimes the shade is cold. Sometimes it is a welcomed break from the heat and rush of life. In the end, it is the fine lines that hold us all together.

*Inspiration taken from Kent Moran’s “Fine Lines” – “There is a fine line between love and hate. The best decisions and the worst mistakes. A fine line between hope and fate. It starts with understanding…. It’s not so black and white, there’s a lot of fine lines.”

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