Breaking Old Molds

Isn't it ironic how we adults carry so much baggage from our childhood into our adult lives? We truly are bound by so many chains from our past, chains that serve no purpose other than to hold us down.
I find myself struggling at times to "break free" from the tiny confining molds I squished myself into when I was younger.

To quote Bob Dylan, "The times they are A-Changin", at least in this blogger's life.

Growing older is such an oxymoron. Awful in the fact that gravity plays so many cruel tricks on our physical bodies....in such a way that is comical. Standing in front of a mirror in your birthday suit can reduce a person to tears or hysterical laughter on any given day. Keep rolling with the punches is my motto!
With age comes wisdom, which in itself is a wonderful gift......we have the maturity and the patience to challenge ourselves to break free from the molds of our past that no longer serve our needs.

We have the ability to expand our thoughts & our consciousness as long as the heart and soul are receptive - what a wonderful adventure if you are willing to take the leap!

In my pursuit for personal growth and desire to break free from old molds from my past, I have stumbled upon a book that challenges my archaic way of thinking (thanks Sarah for the encouragement!!). It's a wildly exciting concept to change my actual perception of life and encounters that occur on a daily basis and view things in a different light.

There are endless opportunities in this great big world to grow emotionally & spiritually if you are ready to take the chance. Have the faith to dive into the pool of your subconscious mind without abandon and see what happens. We'll either sink or swim, but regardless of the outcome, we will come away from the experience richer because of it.

"What we think, we create."

 (**Excerpt from E-Squared, by Pamela Grout)

Humbled.

I've been lax about blogging lately, and it's time to become more disciplined about it. Funny how life has a way of interrupting our normal routine. Lately it feels as though I am jettisoning into a dozen different directions at the same time. Time to simplify and refocus.

 Webster's Dictionary has this as the definition of humble:
"not proud or haughty : not arrogant or assertive." That pretty much sums things up lately. Life has thrown a few curve balls my way that have caught my attention. Humbled. Me.Yep.

I had the most remarkable morning today, which has humbled me even further. I spent the early hours of the day with awesome co-workers & incredible friends, each of whom played a key part in orchestrating a beautifully choreographed Kids Triathlon that went off without a hitch.

The kids were absolutely amazing. Simply awesome to watch. Breathtaking at times. To witness the determination on a child's face, leaping into a pool without abandon, hopping on and then off a bicycle with grace, and then furiously willing their little legs to go faster and faster -- well, it was without a doubt one of the coolest things I have ever witnessed.

These kids have the heart of lions. Each and every one of them.

I'm grateful. And inspired. Grateful that I was able to be a part of such an awesome event and witness it first hand. I'm inspired too - despite the fact I am unable to run either fast or long (or anywhere in-between at the present moment!), I realize the importance of simply moving forward. One step at a time, doesn't matter how slow. I will continue to do the best I can do, which will be different from day to day. Perseverance will be my new mantra in life. Hopefully, with a little time and patience, I'll find my groove again.

In the meantime, it's really cool to witness others, especially the wee folk, reach their goals. I'll never forget the lessons I learned today.