A woman, age 100, was asked if she had any regrets about her life. She replied, “If I had known I would live to a be a hundred, I would have taken up the violin at forty. By now I could have been playing for sixty years!”
In my mind I had pinpointed today as the day I would seriously set myself on my new course, begin moving toward my new goals. I set the process in motion more than a month ago when I wrote Something’s Gotta Give and I sent out word that I would be stepping down from several of my current obligations. With a three week trip to Italy shortly after that announcement and knowing that plans needed to be made to determine who would step up to take on those responsibilities, I knew that I needed to set my start date out a few weeks. Today is that day.
Last night, after a wonderfully busy, crazy houseful-of-kids Mother’s Day, I looked through my stacks of books for a new book to read having finished my last book on the trip home from Italy. My eye was caught by the title on the spine of one book, Defying Gravity. I had a bit of a “woo-woo” moment when I pulled out the book, looked at the cover and saw the full title: Defying Gravity: A Celebration of Late-Blooming Women by Prill Boyle. I don’t remember where or why I bought this book (I’m a book-a-holic), but it felt magical that this would be the book I would pick up on the eve of my new life course. Last night I was only able to read the introduction before falling asleep (I hit the jet lag wall), but when I woke up too early this morning I took out my reading lamp to read a chapter while I tried to go back to sleep. I was shocked to find myself weeping through the first story of a woman who became a doctor at the age of 50 and the corresponding discussion of the physical phenomenon of inertia – objects at rest stay at rest; objects in motion keep going in the same direction unless acted upon by some outside force. I wept because I was hit by the truth of this phenomenon in my own life and by the inspiration of knowing that others have either managed to be their own “outside force” or have had an actual outside force thrust upon them and have then gone on to achieve great goals and to see their dreams come true. I wept because I have now released myself from the direction I have been on for years and, though it has been a fulfilling direction, I am so very ready to head in a new, albeit somewhat scary, direction. I’m excited to think about what I will do with my next forty-seven years!