What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals.
– Henry David Thoreau
I was conversing with a friend the other day, and our discussion settled on careers and successes and what they mean to us, which caused me to think: What have I done with my life?
Well, I graduated high school and eventually, after a series of other events, went to college and obtained a degree.
Now I don’t use that degree per se, at least not in the way it was meant to be used. But I don’t regret getting my degree or the time and effort that was needed in getting it either.
I’ve had a bunch of other jobs over the years. Some I would never want to go back to and others that would be a lot of fun to do again.
Outside of career and working, I’ve had a plethora of experiences, more important experiences: volunteering, participating in writing groups, setting up conferences, introducing foreigners to town, collecting garbage off the side of the street, playing music at senior living centers, being a mom, being a wife, being a woman, dancing, riding motorcycles, practicing yoga, knitting for hours, playing soccer, drinking way too much, skinny dipping, bungee jumping, sailing, laughing, reading books, playing board games, hiking magnificent mountains that house glaciers that stun the mind to silence, making love, having random sex, singing, writing letters, writing a book, writing short stories, riding my bicycle, growing a garden, dining with loved ones, sitting quietly, meditating, going to concerts, flying in airplanes, and the list goes on and on.
All those moments, mixed in with the big moments, have given my life depth and substance, something the goal itself couldn’t provide. I can dream all I want to get to the end, to the arrival point when my goal is realized, but I still have to live life to get there.
While I’m living my life, I might change and evolve into the person I was meant to be, which may even change my goal into something else. Something better suited for the new me.
I think the trick for me is to be available to what is instead of trying to force my idea of what I think should be.
Life is one heck of a ride, might as well enjoy it, because even though it seems like a long one I never know when my time is up.
Originally posted June 9, 2015 on http://www.weatheredwell.blogspot.com. Posted with some edits.