A theme in my general dissatisfaction with life centers on a lack of a sense of accomplishment. I married a great guy, graduated from college, took care of my college math requirement with my SAT score, got more scholarship money for my college than it cost two of my siblings to go to their college of choice, was captain of my high school's colorguard; I've become a professional-grade bellydancer in three years, making my own costume pieces; I can eat fresh veggies out of my garden any week of the year; I landed a generous job with a completely unrelated degree because of my voracious learning style on the job. But I have no sense of accomplishment. It feels like all those things I've done are things I should have done earlier or better (except for the marriage thing, but that's a love I fell into because my guardian angel pushed me.)
So, I need a victory to jump start things. I've decided that I'll be running the Warrior Dash when it comes near. What is the Warrior Dash?It's a 6k obstacle course. And by 'obstacle', I mean a field of junk cars that you have to scramble over or a 30' tall pyramid of round hay bales. I've given myself a generous (or at least realistic) amount of time to train, and I believe I'll have the training planned out within a week or so. I just hope the Warrior Dash weekend doesn't collide with the schedule for the yoga teacher training I'm planning on, which starts in the same month. It's possible, because they're yoga folks, that they would see what this victory represents in my life and would let me complete that weekend of training in the following term, or its possible that they would say any attachment I have to this competition is just causing me to suffer so I should sacrifice that attachment to my true path. But you know, either way I won't have to make that decision for a few months. Maybe the training will nudge my brain into a better place and my desire to have a single capstone victory experience will fade. Or maybe I need to decide to do something that happenstance hasn't guided me to, to see my own heart. I'll go with that theory for now, because 30-some years of happenstance just isn't working yet. (except for my Knight in Shining. And no, he won't be running with me.)
Saturday, December 4, 2010
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