A Grown Woman's Daily Musing
As we mature, we may begin to measure ourselves and our accomplishments against time. Rightfully so or not. And we often wonder out loud and silently, where the time went and how did the years go by so quickly without our recognition and most certainly, our permission. In hindsight and quiet moments of remembering however, we acknowledge that throughout the years, our bodies have felt something invisible
yet palpable. But we just didn’t realize that that was the gentle stamp of time. And because it is so cleverly subtle and elusive, we couldn’t have known that the construct of “time” is in fact, a tangible experience not readily identifiable in the moment. Yet ultimately, we are obliged to shake or bow our head in acknowledgement, resignation, and acceptance. Because time has marched, raced, crawled, strolled, danced, and pranced a steady movement forward in obedience to nature, as have we.
As we mature, we may think thoughts and ask questions such as – “what if”, “have I”, “can I or how can I”, and “if only”. Some of these have value because they hold hope and promise. “What if”, “can I” and “how can I” used in proper context speak of possibilities, a future, and aspirations rather than a longing and unsatisfied look in the rear-view mirror. “Have I” indicates that perhaps there is still time and where a chance can be envisioned. But not “if only”. That phrased beginning which is frequently a companion of our moments of reflective contemplation, is an extremely unhealthy joy stealing beast and without reservation is in no way beneficial. It only and always brings up unquenchable regret, grief, and self-defeating memories. So I encourage us all to quickly cross “if only” off of our thought list, and banish it from our precious rocking chair, seaside walking moments of musing and remembories, (remembrances, memories). And I stress the word “quickly” because by its very nature it will attempt to loop us into a lingering web of unhappiness that is difficult to shake. Not dodging truth in history, but no need for unnecessary pain.
Living into maturity and being fully intentioned to live in my maturity as a “grown ass woman”, I have my questions and my thoughts, but more importantly, I am focusing on my living. Using the sixty seconds of breath that we each get with every minute, I am going to fully exercise my right to feast on the wonderfully unpredictable gifts, surprises, and treasures that life and time have afforded me.
And with this valuable, rewarding, refreshing, and reinvigorating message and blessing fully in tow
I am moving forward with a life and spirit full of thanksgiving and gratitude for:
the opportunity to actualize,
the ability to conceptualize,
the grace to recognize,
the inclination to capitalize,
the desire to maximize,
the courage to galvanize,
the wisdom to prioritize
and the fortitude to realize
what I have and have yet to accomplish