Living each day much muchier
Some people want it to happen, some wish it would happen, others make it happen.
Sometimes life dishes up more than you can handle. Other times, you have to make your own fun.
I lamented on Facebook the other day that there was nothing interesting to do between now and September.
I never feel more alive than when tested by something. Courage through adversity is how I’ve come to define myself…which is pretty shit, really. If you think about it.
I’m not alone in this. You all know someone with an endless string of dramas in their life. Just when one drama settles down, another takes its place. It’s like they’re not happy unless they’re miserable.
People who don’t understand this about themselves start stirring pots that ought not be stirred, taking risks and creating drama they can then feel better by resolving.
Some are always the victim. I think I always try to be the hero. Give me something to fix. Give me a reason to be strong. Let me find rationale in the mess, the lesson in the pain.
So, when it all goes quiet and most people would settle down and sigh with contentment, I get restless and daring.
That can’t be the end of the story. I refuse to believe that. It must be the dark side of a good thing.
So, I am consciously, wilfully deciding to push myself in something I love. Why not learn to be strong doing something that lights me up? Why not shine through adventure instead of adversity?
If I’m wired to face challenges, let them be good challenges. If I need to push the boundaries, let them be made of my own weaknesses and fear.
Bring on the next two months. I’m going to dance the hell out of them.