Our culture is so focussed on the pursuit. Striving. Where are you going next? What’s your next big goal? What are the next steps?
Nothing wrong with that, except for the fact that there’s really little or no emphasis on celebrating how far you’ve come. When I focus on the book I haven’t finished writing – I feel a sense of overwhelm and even a bit sad. I ask questions like, why haven’t I finished? Why have I not made it a priority this week, this month, this year?
But when I think about a young 25 year old girl who had the balls to quit her cushy job with no plan, no next paycheque and no way of knowing what was going to happen next because she had a dream, I feel so much compassion and pride for the journey I’m on. Six years later, things have happened that were well beyond my imagination at that time. Things that, if you had told me were going to happen, I wouldn’t have believed you. But they did.
We’re hard wired to move forward, to expand, to grow and to change. It’s a given. But what’s not a given is that we remember to take the time to celebrate how far we’ve come. Go ahead, put a candle in your morning muffin today, close your office door and do the happy dance that your soul desires. You deserve to party along the road of your life. Celebrate how far you’ve come and ironically that energy will be the fuel propelling you to your next move.