I’m a real life drama queen.My life thus far has been anything but boring. Unexpected. Surprising. Unconventional. Avant-garde. Alternate. Mysterious. Shocking. Turbulent. Scandalous.
I’ve experienced so many bizarre things, spectacular happenings & out of the box life experiences, well, let’s just say that I could keep you entertained for quite a while with my true life stories and you would be excused for thinking that I was making them up.
This is no mean feat for somebody with a start to life as ordinary and conservative as my own. It’s not as if I was born the child of revolutionaries or something. I could have been Beaver Cleaver’s sister.
My maternal great grandmother was a bit of a character however & led an unconventional life & a passionate one running away with her lover to Tasmania to live a kind of travelling show existence in caravans. Scandalous for her day.
Perhaps there is a genetic component.
I love this wonderful photograph of her with a python draped around her neck like an exotic feather boa.
But some people seem to have such straight forward lives don’t they. Consistent and secure and stable. Ordinary. Unremarkable. Predictable. Constant. One long term boyfriend or girlfriend becomes life long husband or wife. One career. One address for forty years. A set safe formula put in place early on and set to repeat every week like clockwork for the rest of their lives.
That’s what life is like for some folks.
And then there are people like the mistress of the blog.
It seems to me that I’ve been given the perfect writer’s life. A field of rich life experiences and lessons from an early age upon which to draw. A cast of real life characters to excite Dickens. Real life plots & twists & situations reminiscent of a great psychological thriller. But most valuable of all for the writer, a heart shattered into a thousand pieces long ago.
That sounded a tad Miss Haversham & I digress. I was going to talk to you about reinventing oneself.
Change, especially drastic change is very uncomfortable for many people, but change can be invigorating & a blessing.
Several times in my life I have completely reinvented myself. I’m not talking new hairstyle here & a makeover. I don’t just mean reinventing myself a little bit either. I mean completely reinventing myself. The whole hog. Everything & all at once. New job. (New career on several occasions). New home. New partner. New stuff. New start. New name. Bang. Overnight. Whole new life.
In each instance, the universe has booted me onto the next path in spectacular fashion & after the crescendo or should I say explosion, the pieces have fallen in a brand new pattern heralding a fresh start with all things new & nothing of the past left to take along for the ride except memories unable to be erased.
The image which comes to mind would be that of tarot’s The Tower card, the tower struck by lightning, where life forces tumultuous upheaval & often with considerable loss and discomfort to clear out what no longer serves in order to bring in necessary change.
This life has been a spectacular ride thus far & it doesn’t look like changing any time soon. I’m always looking forward to the next fascinating chapter.
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Think I know what you mean here. I’ve been a bit the same except my changes came about without me actioning them. All of my ups, downs, round abouts have occurred because I made decisions that I didn’t think through. The biggest and the most life impacting was allowing my first pregnancy to proceed. Now after 17 years, I’m the mother of a fantastic young man with such potential to grab potential at the neck and do what he wants with it! So when he does, I’m gonna pack my bags and continue living life at its fullest… needless to say to some people, living as a parent certainly keeps you grounded for many years. I’m starting to feel the itch to scratch out a new existence and hence I googled “late bloomers” and found your site. My aim is to become a brilliant violinist. I have little violin knowledge but who cares, that’s my goal and my dream and nobody can tell me not to have it. Who knows? maybe Ill start a blog about becoming a great violinist at 45 !! I think people that give up because of age should be gently led to the light and shown that the brain is an extremely high level device, highly plastic and extremely hungry when it begins to learn something new. Especially if it’s something that its owner loves!
Good luck in your own challenges and journeys and the same goes for all your readers. Every human being deserves greatness …
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