“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it is over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.”
– Mary Oliver
Living large, behaving boldly – those are more than just motivational phrases reserved for some cheesy poster on a wall. They are the words imprinted on your soul.
And wherever you go, there your soul is. Wherever you go there are the constant reminders of what boldness looks like – displayed through the actions of people, depicted in stories we read, embedded in the lyrics of music and lived out by cultures and people who have measurably greater excuses to quit than we ever will.
When examined at its most raw and base rationale, the reason we don’t dance at the edge of our comfort zone is because we choose not to.
Indulge me a bit, but I am on this awareness kick about death. Death is an invention of humans. It speaks of finality. Yet we are infinite – our forms change but the soul lives, grows, expands on. This body is a temporary shell and yet housed within us is consciousness – the delicious, infinite playground that will respond to the very thoughts we endear ourselves to.
Why not endear yourself to amazement as the poet Mary Oliver writes? Why not endear yourself to the wonders that await when you simply choose peace over your drama, choose to recognize the good all around you rather than bemoaning what you have lost and what seems unreachable? All it requires is for you to shed your allegiance to playing small. All it requires is to love yourself in all your apparent imperfections rather than be imprisoned by them. You are creating the environment by which your soul gets to manifest. Open up. Open up. Open up.