So here I am at 46, underemployed with an esoteric (possibly worthless) degree, in a small town in rural Idaho without a lot of professional prospects. I know it sounds crazy but I am starting to realize what a great opportunity I have to create an authentic life.
What is alive for me right now is the desire to write. I was looking for direction in my life when this desire became overwhelming. I always dreamed of writing but the conditions were never quite right before.
Now it's as if the universe has provided me with the ideal circumstances. No more excuses. So I write. Some days are easier and more productive than others but I am always left with a sense of satisfaction that is matched by few other things in my life.
I feel blessed.
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