Take the time to take a risk and do something new more often than you think you can.
Why the heck would I risk: looking bad? Failing? The frustration of not knowing/having to learn? Being rejected?
Because of the high!!
Now I may be someone who goes to outrageous lengths for the highs. Admitted, my refreshingly juvenile life philosophy has been with me, somewhat moth-eaten, but largely intact, since my teenage years: Life is one high after the other.
My beloved mother, well-intending, tried to disabuse me of this naive perspective and yes, to some degree she succeeded. But I am getting my radical dander back, getting my groove on, reclaiming my moxie and shouting in the face of suburban boredom and complacency: Get high, everybody, get high.
This may seem like crazy talk. I am probably out of control. Maybe I should visit Pilgrim State.
Let’s just get back to the new.
Driving from the east end to my fabulous apartment this evening, I had the startling realization that for the past 10 years, the whole time that I have been married, I have treated my husband like he is inferior, with a degree of arrogance that I can’t even face, but did begin to glimpse.
As soon as we got to a place in the evening where I could admit it, I confessed. Just a simple sentence, an acknowledgment of what I had noticed, and a joke: “not that I’m gonna change.” We laughed, then, and hugged each other. Fact is, just by noticing, and ‘fessing up, I had changed. I can feel it deep inside my skin, in my heart, whose guidance I revere.
That was risk #1.
I felt so high after that, I could not go to sleep.
Risk #2. I created an event on Facebook. Now anyone who knows me, knows that my medium is people, not computers or technology. But I figured it out! So now you can go to Facebook and find the event “Love in the City” and consider yourself invited.
I am so happy to be learning, playing and living life. I love the feel of the energy as it lights up different parts of my body.
It all depends on where you focus, right? If you put your attention on the highs, life really can be one high after the other!
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Created an event on FB? I am impressed - now teach it to that husband of yours...
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