Restart over and over again – and just keep going
Photo by Bailey Zindel on Unsplash
When we were children the restart was much more simple. Dusting off the dirt from our falls was a little less messy.
As we have grown older each trip up has become slightly messier.
We, with our burdens, have grown a little heavier each time.
At the prime age of 34, I still find myself starting over again and again. Oddly so on the items, I wish I’d kept up a long time ago. You know…when the fall wasn’t so far.
I would love to say I could just keep going, keep it up, stay on the straight and narrow. But who are we kidding?
“Life is not a straight line – more like a drunk monkey drawing”
Do you know those? I did it in art class during high school. You have a drawing in your head and you must create it with your eyes covered and by not lifting your pencil off of the page. That sh*t was messy.
So here I am again. At the base of the mountain [such a great visual]. Honestly, I’ve got about a half dozen mountains to choose from as I sit in this valley.
I’d love to climb them all in perfect harmony but dude….that is NOT how mountain climbing works.
I can choose only one at a time and then I will stumble as I begin the climb. I will stumble probably the whole way up. I may not even make it to the top before I take a tumble down.
I’ll restart again. Over + Over. Might even learn a few cool things along the way.
The question today is – Are you in the thick of the climb – Are you falling – Or are you just waiting to start?
The wait will always be what kills you. The fall isn’t ever as bad because you’ve grown as you fought your way up. Getting in the thick of that climb you are building muscle – Sitting in the valley you lose all of that.
Figuring out which part of the journey you’re in now will help you understand better what comes next, what you need, what you need to throw off or put down.
I am right at the base of my writing mountain. I am at the base of my waking up early mountain. I am at the base of so much and it’s a lot to figure out. But one thing at a time, take one step after the other.
This piece was largely written by me at age 30, it’s still very much true and has been edited to add more of my thoughts. Whatever part of the journey you’re in though, I hope you keep going or keep restarting.
