Sometimes I forget that I have an obligation to LIVE the life that is mine. That my life is a gift and is sacred. It often seems easier to just be an observer of my own life and to live vicariously through others – my children, my friends, colleagues, writers, characters, marketers, the media. None of that is fulfilling, really. But it relieves me from the onerous burden of figuring out just what my life is all about and who I am.
Why is this so hard? It should be plain as day, instictive, intuitive, stamped in every cell, easily drawn upon when needed. And if, at times, I am distracted by day-to-day living, there is no end to the self-help resources at my fingertips – all just a click away – gurus and guidance abundant.
When I find myself headed down the proverbial rabbit hole of mental chaos and confusion about the meaning and purpose of life, I remind myself that life, my life, is circular and continuous, not finite. And that takes the pressure off (albeit briefly) to have it all figured out.
The assignment, should I chose to accept it, is to LIVE the life that is mine.
vivinolavita 
This speaks to me as I am spending time trying to figure out what my life is all about and who I am. Friends, like you, are a great resource.
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Well said, RaeAnn. Appreciate hearing your innermost thoughts…at least some of them. Esp. like the phrase “my life, is circular and continuous, not finite. Ant that takes the pressure off…” (My teachers call it practice, remembering the self, caring for the self, loving the self, etc.)
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