InkPaperPen has a great prompt this week, but my mind wandered off after it saw this phrase. I may not have written to the prompt. However, I did write.
Sometimes my silly is easy, like here. Sometimes it is forced to hide my pain. |
I think this is what I have been trying to do for the last year, live deliberately. I also think the frustration I sometimes feel overwhelms me because I don't know how to live deliberately and effortlessly. I seem almost manic to keep busy and moving and not tarrying because tarrying leads to thinking, which leads to missing and mourning, which directs my path to crawling under the covers to retreat to my shell.
I want to be one of those people that you sit back and say, "Wow! She's so spontaneous and full of life." I wish my middle name was adventure, mystery or intrigue.
In my research, I found a site that asked 7 questions in order to help you find the joy of living deliberately:
- What is important to you?
- In a given situation, what are your choices?
- What are the consequences of your choices?
- Which is better: talking about it or doing it?
- Do you see a gap between your choices and what is important to you? (The bigger the gap, the more regret you will feel).
- If it all goes wrong, will you still be content that you did it?
- Are you tolerant of others' choices?
Have you chosen your lifestyle? Or has it chosen you?
BOTH! I used to be scared to do anything new, then I met Gayla and she nudged me so lightly to do new things. I did what she said and we had so much fun. When I lost Gayla, I decided to continue doing new things. I never let an opportunity pass now thanks to her
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