Go Another Way

“Someday, sometime, you will be sitting somewhere. A berm overlooking a pond in Vermont. The lip of the Grand Canyon at sunset. A seat on the subway. And something bad will have happened: You will have lost someone you loved, or failed at something at which you badly wanted to succeed. And sitting there, you will fall into the center of yourself. You will look for some core to sustain you. And if you have been perfect all your life and have managed to meet all the expectations of your family, your friends, your community, your society, chances are excellent that there will be a black hole where that core ought to be. I don’t want anyone I know to take that terrible chance. And the only way to avoid it is to listen to that small voice inside you that tells you to make mischief, to have fun, to be contrarian, to go another way. George Eliot wrote, ‘It is never too late to be what you might have been.’ It is never too early, either.”

Anna Quindlen

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10 comments

  1. So true…! If we’ve spent our lives conforming to an external authority, then when we inevitably betray those loyalties, as life will force us to do eventually, we will be bereft… But of course, this is also when we are able to discover ourselves in richer ways…

    Peace
    Michael

    1. Yes, you are so right Michael. It’s something I’m continually working on…it’s easy to start confusing what you think you should want with what you truly want. Thanks for stopping by!

      1. I do that all the time… Another form of what you are saying perhaps, is that I find sometimes what I feel “called” to do gets this distorted overlay that fouls it up. It’s like, I like to write, and so writing is something I often just spontaneously desire to do. But then those other things come in… like “why” I’m writing, “where” it’s going, “how” I’m doing at it, etc. And then soon what I love becomes something heavy, that I no longer enjoy. But when we peel those false skins off of it, it is just a simple joy again. A simple expression of the love we are…

        We are so close to it all the time. Always looking, always sniffing around for it, always forgetting it’s in our other hand! Or our coat pocket! Ha!

      2. Yes, that is such an important distinction! I fall into the same traps with writing and sometimes it keeps me from writing at all…a lot of the time I feel this way it’s just a sign to stop taking things so seriously (which I often do!). Here’s to having more fun and appreciating the simply joys in life 🙂

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