MUSINGS FROM MIDLIFE
My Stories
Finding My Feet
“Unpopular truth: sometimes what is meant for you will feel scary, risky and new. Easy and calm doesn’t always mean you’re going the right way. The biggest rewards come from having the guts and perseverance to create your own path.” Yung Pueblo
What I have learned.
My greatest nourishment is time with family and friends, with an intention and presence only afforded by slowing my life down.
The Journey
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice — though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you did not stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations, though their melancholy was terrible. It was already late enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognised as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do — determined to save the only life you could save.