As I think about 12 while in childhood and 12 as an adult, my mind sits comfortably in the idea that we continue to work for positive life changes by the time the clock strikes the 12th midnight hour for every birthday.
From the friends you’ve had since you were a child to the friendships built in adulthood – the hard truth is that you may not always be friends. Some friendships fizzle, others have an abrupt end, while some last a lifetime. Wherever the pendulum swings, you have to be okay with it and move on.
Following through on your commitments and promises adds character to your reputation. It tells the world that you get shit done. It tells the world that you are reliable and dependable. It means that your business dealings will have a greater chance of flourishing. It means that you’re serious about keeping your word. It means that you will hold yourself and other persons accountable.
Though we live in a digital world where social media is king – it’s quite refreshing to catch up in person. Share a meal and learn more about people. The digital interface is nice and all – but, it takes away from an in person laugh, a hug, eye contact, buffering because of crappy internet. It’s live and living colour. And! Most things are better when life and colour are involved.
As it relates to the audit of the relationship you have with yourself: you’re gonna have to wash away some of your dirty habits. Do a review of who are, what you do as well as the things and situations you engage in.
Seeing our parents as flawed is often a challenging concept to grasp.
Learn to pivot. Find another fruit if the one you bit into has worms in it.
You can also stick it out, remove the worm and keep it moving.
You can also bite around the worm while consciously trying not to bite into it.
Or, you may enjoy the fruit despite the fact that a worm is there.
Are you flexible enough to pivot?
Symbolic of life, hair bolts from our head[s]. Like the earth, it can be harvested, but it will rise again. We can change its colour and texture when the mood strikes us, but in time it will return to its original form, just as Nature will in time turn our precisely laid-out cities into a weed-way.
– Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses
Sometimes we lose ‘power’ in our lives as an indication that we need to pause or slow down.
My environment doesn’t suggest that it’s okay to be shot by Cupid. As far as I know, if I allow the cherub to shoot me, I run a high risk of being slapped by his fisted hand, shot by his gun, slashed by his machete or even stabbed by his knife.