Move. Movement.
Change. Interruption. These are all things I’m experiencing right
now, and they aren’t the most comfortable pair of shoes I’ve ever worn. I’m admittedly still breaking them in, but
I’m not spending any more money on shoes.
I’m committed to making these work.
I’m committed to making the best out of these circumstances that I’ve
been thrust into. And as I reflect
on: move, movement, change and
interruption, I’m reminded of The Alchemist.
The book said that once you declare to yourself and the world your
master plan for your life, the universe conspires to help you reach those
goals. Then I think specifically about
“interruption.” I HATE for someone to
interrupt me when I’m speaking. Makes me
feel insignificant, like they aren’t listening.
Like the comment they’re about to make if far more important than what I
have to say. I absolutely hate being
interrupted. And if I’m walking from
Point A to Point B, I’d rather make it to Point B before changing course. Then I can at least say that I completed a
task – but changing course (or being interrupted) mid-step isn’t quite so easy
for me to do. I’m so task oriented that
I only focus on completing tasks.
Checking things off my list (because I always have a list). So this interruption that I’m experiencing
doesn’t feel good, but I’m wondering if the universe has another plan. Is there something else I’m to be focused on? Am I being forced to change course so that my
ultimate goals can be reached? I’ll be
honest, that’s the only way I’m able to look at it right now. Looking at it any other way is depressing and
unmotivating. I’ve already spoken about
movement being a necessary part of life, so maybe interruption is as well. Hmmmmm…the jury is still out on that one.
But
in the meantime I’m adjusting. I’m
remaining focused on my ultimate goals, looking at the new roads I’m being
forced to tread, and I’m mapping a new course.
Oooooo! Can I stop right here for
a moment? This is key for some
folks. Did you hear what I just
said? “Mapping a new course” = revising
my plans = making a new plan. Did you
get that? Now for some, when things
don’t work out according to plan they throw their hands up, curse the heavens,
and shout, “What’s the point of making a plan!?!?” I say the point is to get you on the
road. In order to travel anywhere you
must first get on the damn road. Outside
of video games, I don’t know of anyone that has traveled anywhere without
having been on a road. Some walk to
their destination, others bike it, some may run, and others may choose to
drive. Then there are many that do a
combination of things: drive or walk to
the closest train station… drive to the airport and fly to there… But I promise
you, the soul that sits on the sofa all day everyday is going nowhere, and
they’ve got no plans to travel. No plans
on getting anything done. No plans to go
anywhere.
So
I guess what I’m saying is: it’s imperative to plan. This is a must, and there’s no getting around
it. That’s a promise. But the second thing is you’ve got to be
willing to revise your plans whenever they are interrupted, because I can
almost guarantee that life will throw you a lemon or two along the way. Be prepared to make lemonade or be prepared
to be stuck.
My name is
Jasmynne Shaye, and this is me STEPPING
ON A FEW TOES.
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