..well actually this title should really be "Risky Business" , I just wanted to pique your interest. But I promise to provide a risqué tidbit by the end of this.Every so often, Life has a way of making us pay attention.Or rather DEMANDS that we pay attention , that we Take Stock. To look at the particular trajectory we are currently hurtling toward due to either 1) careful choices driven by our great decision-making and goal -envisioning skills, 2) being bumper-car-slammed into it or 3) all hurtling aside, the fact that we are instead drifting into that trajectory slowly, bobbing around aimlessly like a sailboat without wind, sincerely hoping at least our bobbing is headed in the right direction.
There are the big epiphanies and the smaller Aha! moments that serve to confirm we're on track or could really switch things up abit. I had one of those Aha! moments this morning when I realized that yes, I've essentially given up shaving my armpits and legs. Just can't be bothered. (Self-talk rationalization : "I'm blonde, you can't see 'em". Fact: wellll not since you were in Grade 2, Sister). Now for a girl, this is actually the equivalent of a guy wearing those thick (yet cozy) navy sweatpants that gather in with elastic at the ankles. The message being given to your Universe - as well as any hopes of an escort to next Sunday's Flea Market- is that you opted for Option #3 in the Trajectory Choice Thingy above.
A bigger Aha! moment:walking into the foyer of my mother's lovely new retirement home and being greeted by a phalanx of walkers (the kind you push) with their friendly , elderly owners seated behind them. It reminded me of all those gladiators behind their chariots in Ben Hur, waiting to hear their next command from Charlton Heston.
What struck me was that every single one of these dear people has a rich story behind them, they too picked up a football game in the park with their high school buddies, played pranks on their teachers, were the president of their company or led a battalion, modelled for the Sears catalogue, and grappled in the back seat of their Studebaker "Lark" (there! the risque part, as promised).
Where they are now is where we may be someday. ..will we have lived our best and biggest life in our best trajectory , and all with smooth legs and pits?
Now these Aha! moments are just about as much use as eyeliner to a raccoon if we don't take the next step after their "Reveal" to us, which is- wait for it.. take a risk, do something different, shift perspective...
So that's just what I'm doing. Today I left my pack in the gym locker without a padlock..and tomorrow?..well, just stay tuned..
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and turn and I go for a ride...
Look out!..
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
Helter Skelter
Yeah , hu, hu
Look out because here I come!
- The Beatles
