living a delicious and magnificent mid-life...
You can’t really think about success without considering what drives people.
What has driven you to be the person you are and to do the things you have done?
Once we hit midlife, these questions can become all the more critical as we find ourselves either in the space of dissatisfaction or the hallowed ground of contentment. (which ironically, unnerves many of us)
Today I am in Akaroa and we visited a magical place that reminded me to see the magic in life.
So I thought I would share a poem about treading life lightly/
It is about the lessons I have learned around picking my
battles.
Because in my 50’s one lesson I have learned above all
others is to pick my battles.
To decide what is really important and what is just not.
There are days when I
sit in fear and emotions take over.
I can break down into those sobs that come from your soul.
Sobs that leave you wretched and your face covered in snot.
There is nothing glamorous about breaking down this way. I
have yet to look like Demi Moore in ‘Ghosts’!
Always on my own and only when the task I have set myself
feels too hard.
Not the task of the time, but the big overarching dream that
holds everything together.
I love walking.
It is my choice of fitness. (along with some pretty hard hours at the gym.)
What I feel when I walk is missed from the window of a car, bus or train.
The breathing heart of a place, the angry streets, the bland backwashes and personality of the city.
I wanted to share a poem I wrote about Social Media.
Yes I see the irony however it is something to think about. Enjoy