What better time than somebody's sabbath to reflect, and after all, isn't that what a sabbath is for?
Here's what I've been thinking about this morning: no less than three artists--each in or near their fifth decade of life-- have recently talked with me about where they now find themselves in the course of their artistic lives. Not one of the three is happy.
Now I cannot make a call as to why, but I can make an observation from what each has told me: what they all have in common is an event that happened in their second decade of life: a choice. They don't know one another, have never met so far as I know, yet each made a choice to follow what was expected rather than what their innards cried out for. One for financial success, the other two for recognition.
Our culture has set us up. There is an unspoken demand that we follow a cultural formula or "fail." Even within the culture-of-follow-your-own-voice, there's a judgment factor and it's judgment we all fear because to be judged inadequate is to be rejected, and the one thing a human being cannot cope with is rejection. And in our twenties, we're too tender and vulnerable and in need of acceptance. And if we've not been nourished to recognize and claim our quiddity, we're more likely to stumble.
But "it ain't over 'til it's over." There's another thing I observe in the trio on my mind this morning: they are all still alive. Choices can still be made.
Have a happy Sunday.
Dianne
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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I am also in my fifth decade and one who made bad choices in the second. I don't think anyone can claim not having made mistakes. It's all part of life. The lesson to be learned is not to live the rest of our life wallowing in past regrets. You are so right to say that "it aint over until it's over"! I am happier than I have ever been and have to say, it was definitely a conscious decision. I accepted the things I couldn't change; eliminated committments that were bogging me down, even closed the door on some human relationships that had long been anything but healthy. As a result, I feel a thousand pounds lighter, have a clearer vision of what I want to accomplish and am finally living in harmony and peace. I am beginning to flourish in the calling that has always been within me; that of being an artist. Yes, it IS a choice and one that must not be left to others to make for you. Every day and in many ways, we are presented with choices. It's worth taking a little time to find the proper balance and to choose to move forward! I truly hope this helps someone because life is too short not to live your calling! It bears repeating, It aint over until it's over! GO for it! LIVE your life!
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