I was flying to Sydney recently with mum- we were on our way to visit her mum for a little family holiday. There had been crazy storms that week so the turbulence before landing was a hell of a roller coaster ride.
After trying to go through the roughest patch the pilot pulled the plane up and flew around the terminal again, trying to find another entry point. But there was no avoiding the rough patch. I said to mum- ‘we have to go through it.’
And yes it was hard (and freaking scary). But it had to be done. We had to go through the sh#t so we could land on the other side.
It was interesting because I’ve been going through a bit of a rough patch myself. I haven’t felt like me, lately. And I haven’t wanted to deal with what I know I must deal with. But there it was glaring me in the face as I said it- ‘we have to go through it.’
And so my friends turbulence isn’t just when you’re having a fun ride on an airplane, it’s something we deal with in everyday life. And the truth is you can’t go around it, you can’t escape it. You have to go through the tough stuff. We all do.
So buckle up. Do what you need to do and push on through.
Because getting to the other side is worth it 🙂
I was watching ‘The Voice’ the other night. (It’s my guilty pleasure). And it was amazing to see the difference in the performers. Before one of girls went on stage she said- ‘I’m going to go out there and give it my best.’ She bloody did- her performance was amazing.
And that’s what set the people apart from those who were chosen and those who weren’t. They gave it absolutely everything. There was no holding back. They were all in.
It made me think about this as a way to live life.
You can’t hold back. You can’t love someone only halfway because you are scared of getting hurt. You can’t be someones true friend without ever letting them pick you up when you’re down, you can’t keep your dreams quiet because you’re scared of failing.
You have to take that chance and be all in.
Baring your soul for everyone to see is no easy feat. It means being vulnerable- but why not? Would you rather get to the end of your life and say I wish I’d been all in?
Sooooo peeps, I’m going to try to be more- all in. And I’ll tell you another lady who was all in– the mesmerising Marilyn Monroe. I went to visit her in Bendigo this week. She’s still looking good, although slightly 1 dimensional…
Humans are storytellers by nature. It’s how we make sense of the world. How we justify the unjustifiable. We say-‘this must have happened for a reason, otherwise all the pain was for nothing.’
I don’t blame us for being this way. But try as I might sometimes I can’t work out why certain things happen. However maybe it’s because I judge them as good or bad. And maybe they’re just things that happen? Maybe that’s just life…
So what to do?
Continue to make stories about how and why what happened was good or bad? Or can we…
- let go of expectations
- let go of the stories we tell ourselves
- let go of making sense of the senseless
- let go of our concept of good and bad?
Can we let go and let be what is?
To be honest I sure as sh*t have no idea if we can, but I know we can try. We can always try.