Reflections from a midlife journey
Where I belong
Time and time again I have searched for where I belong, trying to find my place. At first blush it sounds kind of sad, like I have never found my place or where I belonged. That’s not true. Many times in my life I have found my place and been exactly where I belonged. The trouble always came when I forgot where that place is—always within me—and started relying on and identifying my belonging as something outside myself.
More or less
Let’s face it, most of us lie to ourselves or others every now and then, or more frequently. What I came to realize is that perhaps the biggest lie I tell myself is the lie of less than. Less than is how I can often feel. But less than is an illusion.
It is enough
At some point, or maybe many points, we question our purpose in life. I have. I still do. I’ve spent a lot of time contemplating my purpose since I abandoned the B&B business idea. I’ve wondered what can I, what should I do with my life now before it’s too late.