It is never too late to be what you might have been.
A quote attributed to George Elliot & somewhat encouraging not only to the late bloomers of planet earth but also to everyone who wakes up one morning to find that their life has ended up being different than they would like it to be.
Everybody takes stock of their life at certain points along the way. That’s how we fine tune the game plan, though some of us may have operated for great portions of our life cruising on autopilot & letting life happen to us rather than creating it for ourselves. Looking out through the window pane at life & all of it’s opportunities just passing us by.
I know what that is like. I did that for a long, long time. I’m the queen of the window view seat.
It’s a glorious day when we decide then to join the game of life again whether we are hurled there in a daze with a thud out of a major life crisis or we arrive there more gently in a gradual and considered fashion.
That moment where perspective changes and suddenly what is possible can be imagined & visualised is the point at which the future begins to unfold with wonder. The pivotal moment.
There’s something exquisite about stepping into a world of glorious possibilities from the point of a thunderbolt of epiphany. Such a gift. The only thing greater than it in this earthly experience is to know love.
So exciting being in a period of reinvention, poised to write a new script & the sky sparkling with a myriad of options.
The universe has a way of responding with astronishing synchronicities & signs when that happens to light up the new irresistible pathway.