When we decide to commit to our own Renaissance, we are saying to ourselves, we are still possible. We are more than the sum of our mid-life parts, we are in fact a kaleidoscope of experiences, wisdom, knowledge and emotion we can decide to bring to all that we do from this day onwards.
But I know that sometimes it feels like we are treading water with feet tangled in the reeds of the stream. Stuck. Destined to watch life floating past us with only a single viewpoint to look upon forevermore now. And though our heart might say well heck I could have half of my entire lifespan still left to live, our ever so sensible, mean-girl head says maybe, but shouldn’t you have all this nonsense together by now?