A Focused Journey: Finding a focus on the other side of 50.

I believe everyone’s life has a purpose. We are here to discover that purpose then use whatever gifts were bestowed upon us to make this world a better place. Some of us are fortunate as we know at an early age what that purpose is. Others, well, we go along, often digressing from the road that will take us there. This is me. Now on the other side of 50, I am finding my way back to that road that will lead to my life’s purpose. Welcome to my journey.

Friday, January 16, 2015

Regaining My Focus

Noticing the change of light... days stretching...a little longer each day

I found my focus for this blog… for my life … got lost.

It got lost in the stress of a job that daily became repressive and authoritarian

It got lost in the resulting depressive state from the continuous dysfunction and idiocracy

It got lost creating for others and not for me

It got lost from built up resentment

It took most of the holiday break to find it … when I did…

excitement returned

stress melted away

resentment cooled

creativity flourished

ideas coalesced

energy soared

My creative endeavors are now for me with projects I am excited about.

Utopia ended before I was ready – would I ever be? Reality returned but I had armed myself with an arsenal to combat the constant flogging. It’s not perfect but I notice a difference. I found that the excitement of sharing my life, here, has returned.

Returning to sharing my finds with Kim at Friday Finds

9 comments:

Suburban GirlJanuary 16, 2015 at 7:31 AM
Oh yes, you need time for you! Don't let your enthusiasm for life get lost under the floggings.
ReplyDelete
Replies
aspiritofsimplicityJanuary 16, 2015 at 7:32 AM
Resentment is like bitterness....it eats its own container.
ReplyDelete
Replies
Susan WJanuary 16, 2015 at 8:34 AM
Aren't the sunsets and sunrises beautiful this time of the year. Your photo looks like it could have been taken from my yard.
ReplyDelete
Replies
sarahJanuary 16, 2015 at 10:12 PM
I love that winter sunset. There's something so peaceful and promising about it.
ReplyDelete
Replies
chasing the sunJanuary 16, 2015 at 11:14 PM
I love beautiful sunrises and sunsets! We had gone two straight weeks with nothing but gray skies..And then we were blessed with a beautiful sunrise and sunset today :-)
ReplyDelete
Replies
Sarah HuizengaJanuary 18, 2015 at 8:40 AM
I am so happy you are back. I was just thinking about you last week and the great day we had together last summer.
ReplyDelete
Replies
Rhonda HalushkaJanuary 18, 2015 at 12:09 PM
Glad you are back! It is so hard sometimes finding that focus when everything and everyone is pulling you from all directions... sometimes you just need to take time for yourself and shut everything else down! Then when you find it again, isn't it glorious? I wish you lots of creative energy this year!
ReplyDelete
Replies
pearshapedcraftingJanuary 18, 2015 at 1:49 PM
Good to se you back! I love that photo and I also love to see that you are creating something that gives a promise of Spring!! Hugs, Chrisx
ReplyDelete
Replies
JeanneFebruary 3, 2015 at 8:29 AM
Always so wonderful to 'refind" your focus, however, I think, right or wrong, that this is something that you have to do over and over in your life as you age. Things change, health changes, kids grow up, your grandchildren grow up, and your focus changes... even your life purpose has some changes. I think it is something , at least for me that i have had to ever be mindful of and even though your basic purpose doesn't change, the ways of actualizing it can. Hugs to you and glad that your creativity is making a change for you!
ReplyDelete
Replies

Add comment

Thank you so much for stopping by. Please share your insights.

THE JOURNEY

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could

The Dark Night Of The Soul
By Saint John of the Cross
Translated by A.Z. Foreman

Songs of the soul rejoicing at having achieved the high state of perfection, the Union with God, by way of spiritual negation.

Once in the dark of night,
Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose
(O coming of delight!)
And went, as no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose

All in the dark went right,
Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes,
(O coming of delight!)
In dark when no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose.

And in the luck of night
In secret places where no other spied
I went without my sight
Without a light to guide
Except the heart that lit me from inside.

It guided me and shone
Surer than noonday sunlight over me,
And lead me to the one
Whom only I could see
Deep in a place where only we could be.

O guiding dark of night!
O dark of night more darling than the dawn!
O night that can unite
A lover and loved one,
Lover and loved one moved in unison.

And on my flowering breast
Which I had kept for him and him alone
He slept as I caressed
And loved him for my own,
Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown.

And from the castle wall
The wind came down to winnow through his hair
Bidding his fingers fall,
Searing my throat with air
And all my senses were suspended there.

I stayed there to forget.
There on my lover, face to face, I lay.
All ended, and I let
My cares all fall away
Forgotten in the lilies on that day.

Pages

Friday, January 16, 2015

Regaining My Focus

9 comments: