what if I got it all wrong...(p.36)
“When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.”
-Lao Tzu
-Vincent Van Gogh
Have you ever questioned your choices in life?
I found an old journal with these questions tucked inside that I had written years ago.
My words stopped me.
I wish I could have answered back.
But that's kinda how life works.
We see clearer with miles behind us.
.
"What if I got it all wrong?"
What if I tried so hard to figure it out that I missed it all?
What if my deep need for no regrets created a life full of them?
What if I only knew how to play masquerades?
What if I said the wrong thing?
What if I had never read fairytales?
What if I had said "no"?
What if I had said "yes"?
What if I had changed my major?
What if I hadn't moved?"
What if I HAD moved?
What if I only had a landline?
What if I had never dyed my hair?
What if I had kept in touch?
What if my mom was right?
What if I hadn't gone on that blind date?
What if I had taken that job?
What if I hadn't worried so much?
What if I had just relaxed?
What if I didn't overthink?
What if I had said what I thought?
What if I hadn't quit that job?
What if I had told the truth?
What if I had played inside with my sister?
What if I hadn't let my kitty out that night?
What if I hadn’t introduced myself?
What if I hadn't got on that plane?
What if I hadn’t made that phone call?
What if I hadn't been drunk that night?
What if I had always listened to my heart?
"What if's "…they take you where you don't want to go,
Wondering if you made a mistake.
I do not believe life works that way.
I read the fairytales and saw the hope in them.
I wasn’t looking for my foot to fit the glass slipper
But felt that miraculous things could happen at any time.
Life is here to support us.
It's always rooting for you.
It may not feel like it at times.
In fact, it may take you to the depths where just breathing hurts.
But it's there, wishing you to make it to the healing waters of the pool.
We do make choices. Some lead us into the forest, where it is difficult to see the sun.
But we can find our way out. We didn't lose our compass.
Our path is still there, and the soil...now more fertile.
We make heroic choices too.
Tough ones
And we see so clearly on that mountain top.
Our choices are not a quiz.
There’s no grade to be recorded.
There is no teacher's pet.
Just a beautiful life with unending possibilities,
Always by our side
Cheering us on or wiping our tears. ❤️
