Remember when you were a kid, playing kickball, hopscotch, jumprope, or any other game and your first try wasn't quite what you were hoping for? You asked for a Do-Over.
What if you were asked this question today...
I have. The interesting fact is that life up to this point has provided me with the most valuable lessons, experiences, situations and people that I would have no way of replacing. No desire to replace. Only thoughts of gratitude and appreciation. There would be no way that I would be where I am today if it wasn't for the past.
No matter how hard, painful, depressing, sad, unfortunate, ugly or frightening our past has been, we have grown stronger and learned much. Our past has shaped and molded us.
It is how we look back on our past that is what can determine our future. Do we hold grudges, regrets, shame, hostility, worry or anger?
Or do we see growth, opportunity, introspection, acceptance?
Whatever your answer, it is time for a do-over....right here, right now. A do-over of our thoughts, it is our choice. Being done with the anger, the shame, the regret can free us for our future. Embrace the growth and opportunity.
If I hadn't lived through the moments of my life, both good and bad, I would not be right here, right now, in this place. There are paths in front of us. We can take the one that keeps us safe, or we can take the one that is unknown.
Trusting the direction that moves into our fear and relying on our experiences to make us stronger. It is not really a Do-Over. It is a Do-Above, a Do-Beyond a Do-Chance. Yes please. Bring it on. Face the fear, move beyond the safety, forgive and release.
All of our experiences shape us. The people we meet, the decisions we make, the decisions that are made for us...our failures and successes, our hopes and dreams. I am grateful for all of it, even when it hurts...
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