Life is a journey, not a destination.
(How many times have you heard this? And how many times have you really grasped its meaning?)
I think Oprah used to call it an “aha moment” on her previous show. I believe its also referred to as an epiphany. I was lying next to my now 10 month old daughter while she napped. I lay there staring at the completely blank white walls and trim and doors on our newly leased townhouse thinking how they needed to be painted (so many colors to choose from, where to start?)and boxes needed unpacked and projects I had already thought of to do for this place, needed started. And then I remembered how I had read that white walls bring clarity. Hmm, could that be why my next thought was “maybe I’ll just live with them for a while, maybe this can be the ‘white walls’ season of my life. Not permanently , I just can’t see that for me, but maybe I’ll just enjoy the giddiness of a blank slate.
Maybe it all doesn’t need to be done NOW.
Maybe there is fun in the picking and choosing of colors.
Maybe there is fun in the searching for that hutch I need in the dining room for more storage.
Maybe I will slowly find the pieces I love and keep for a very long time, instead of buying cheap pieces for function only.
And then my brain really began turning.
Maybe I can really dig into my scrapbook class “Library of Memories” without first unpacking all the boxes.
Maybe I can stop to play with my daughter before the dishes are clean.
Maybe I can write a post without having to catch everyone who used to read this blog up with the details of my life. Maybe I can just start somewhere. Start here. Just start now.
So I did. And now you know. I’m back. To blogging that is. I missed it, but somewhere I let myself “get behind” and never could quite catch up. A lot of things happen like that in my life, and then I impose some rule about needing to do things in their proper order. So then nothing happens. And then I get further behind and so it continues. Does that ever happen to you?
Movement (my word for 2011) is still very much something that needs to happen in my life. Even though I’ve moved half way across the country, there is still more moving to do. Moving of furniture and things and routines as my baby girl grows. Its enough to make a girl go crazy if I keep reaching for that just out of reach place of perfection. I’ve decided it doesn’t exist.
Life just doesn’t stop.
And so I am going to just enjoy the journey and celebrate the movement, however small. I am going to figure out what is enough to make me feel satisfied that I have indeed accomplished something, and enjoy life. I leave you with a quote from my Library of Memories scrapbooking class I’m taking right now:
“Not declaring satisfaction or “enoughness” is underneath all the shoulds and have tos and draining comparisons that are exhausting you.” -Jennifer Louden
Here’s to making things happen and celebrating ALL the steps you make in the right direction, big or small. It all counts!