The alarm screams at her every morning, exactly the same moment every day. Her first thought is like every other. “Oh God, please let this day be over.” The day has barely began and Mary is wishing to fall back asleep. Waking feels like a painful excursion into a nightmare. The children are already screaming for their breakfast, her boss is waiting for the past-due deadline she has run out of excuses for, her husband wants her time and attention and all she wants is to be left alone. Mary wanted to be a writer once. She had dreams of publishing a novel, of telling her story. But she doesn’t think about that much anymore. Now, the thought most often on her mind is, “Dear God… When will this all end?”
Jennifer snaps off the alarm before it ever goes off. Doesn’t matter, she wasn’t asleep anyhow. Sleep is an elusive enemy, jeering and hiding in the shadows of darkness, but then taunting and begging her to succumb during the daylight. Pulling her back with the promise of making it all go away. All day long she dreams of sleeping her life away. All night long, she tosses and turns, the problems of her life coming to life in technicolor reels of reruns. No solution. No inspiration. Only the droning, never ending repeat of a life gone astray. “I had dreams once,” she thinks, as she stares out a window. “Is it too late for me now? Is this all there is?”
Carmen searches frantically for her pen. Another item to add to to the never-ending To Do list, she scribbles it down with a sinking feeling, already knowing it will never get done. Why does she bother? Why does she care? She will never catch up, it’s hopeless. Once upon a time she was going to be somebody. Who was that? She shakes her head, closes her eyes. Sucks in a breath, shuts out the world and wonders if this is all her life was meant to be, a race to the bottom of the list.
Sarah sinks into a chair, the dishtowel still in her hand. The crowd of family happily chats in front of her, none of them even noticing the hours of cooking or cleaning or planning that went in to preparing the daily event. She could fade into the wall and not a single one of them would notice. She could never speak again and not a single one would think to ask, “what’s wrong?” I am invisible, she thinks, with a sigh as she lifts herself away from the chair and the one minute break she allowed herself. “No time to think about it,” she admonishes herself, “There is work to be done…”
Is This All There Is?
The four women above are fiction- but they could be you. Or they could have been me- once upon a time. Have you ever caught yourself staring out a window and wondering, “Is this all there is? Is this all I was put here on earth to do?”
Or, are you one of the many who KNOW you have a purpose and a passion and yet STILL don’t take the action to step into that purpose and passion and create the life you know you are capable of? Are you one of the millions who fall asleep at night and wonder, “Why didn’t I… (exercise, eat, write, plan that workshop, network, write that novel, paint that painting…)Create that life I want for myself today?
I’m sure in the middle of the night, those not-so-lovely voices that live in our heads have plenty to say about the WHY of why you didn’t take action. But the truth is, those voices are lying to you and frankly, they are mean. Your best bet is to thank them for their concern and tell them to go stuff themselves in a shoebox somewhere and get some rest. Because their not-so-constructive criticism isn’t going to help you to get where you want to go!
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