Inching Toward Excellence
Friday, January 21, 2011
I'm learning my new job and talking to my old self. We did two quick miles the past few days, she and I, some indoors and some out. She has been overwhelmed, frazzled and afraid. She is full of words with no place to put them.
On Monday, I let her write and since then, she's let me move. The two things are connected it seems.
Life seems a tight space right now, like a tiny dressing room in a plus size clothing store. And yet, I know that if I go slow and find the strength to smile, I will get the dress over my head and make it to the big dance that is life. To do so, however, I must be myself. And why not? Everyone else is taken.
So pray hard, go slow and just keep going.
Anything else is unacceptable.