Inasmuch as we’re the authors of our own lives, I am starting a new chapter in mine. Yesterday evening I realised that not knowing what I’m doing is a blessing, not a handicap. Of course I don’t know what I’m doing! If I did the chapter would already be over.
A new chapter for me now seems about being alive in a different way. I am choosing and refining some fresh priorities on which to base what I do, and how I do it. This could keep me busy for a while….
What I’m aiming at can be summed up in a couple of lines from a recent song…
‘If its not love, then I’m letting it go;
but if it is, fill me to the brim.’