It's not just me, it seems a lot of people I know are stuck in existential, situational real live mid life crisis mode. Is it the fall season-are we reaping what we sowed?
That phrase used to fill me with terror-be careful, you'll reap what you sow.....looming horrible karma coming crashing down to getcha....It's really a sucky thing to tell a child cause it doesn't give you any idea that you might have a choice about what you plant. Implicit in the message is that you are going to sow the wrong damn seed. At least that was what I heard, in my depressed little child synapses. Maybe what I really was hearing was the fear of my parents that I would sow the wrong thing. Isn't communication a tough nut?
Combine that with "finish what you've started" and you have a perscription for true misery-what if you started the wrong crop?
I myself am a big believer in plowing it all under and starting over. So you planted corn and really wanted soy beans, salvage what you can from the corn and move on. Don't just go buy more corn seed next year.
We seem hardwired to repeat the past. Maybe it's evolutionary-if the past didn't kill us, it must be the right thing to do. Yet to flourish, we need to break new soil and start new crops.
Honor the past, nurture the future.
3 comments:
it seems you are in turmoil, and maybe you feel that you are stuck, give it time, time sorts out most things i find.
Everyday is a midlife crisis for me.
I am 36 years old. It has been like this since I was sixteen. Maybe even six.
I pretty much am stuck, and right now it's easier to stay stuck than to get moving: law of inertia and all that or perhaps it's just laziness.
36-Prozacville, you are at your sexual peak. Stick a stake in that mountain and hang on.
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