I've been musing on the words "potential" and "possibility". As I've grown older, I've lost the sense of magical possibility, a feeling of doors still waiting to be opened.
I remember the first day of school every year I wondered who I might meet - a best friend, a whole coterie of best friends, a cute boy or a whole row of them? Would I like French class? Fail Algebra? Get cast in the school play? Get asked to the dance? What might happen? I felt the same sensation on birthdays and New Year's Eve. A year stretched ahead of me where ANYTHING could happen.
And many things did happen... Interesting people, travel to exotic places, secret admirers, embarrassing moments.
But as I've gotten older my life seems so stable. Stability is a wonderful thing. I'm hardly complaining about the fact that I've lived in the same place for eight years. I hate moving. I wouldn't trade my wonderful husband for all the first dates and pickup lines in the world. And my steady job? I'm grateful for it.
But with so much stability, I sometimes miss that sense that anything could happen, that suddenly I could turn a corner and some magical new development would appear.
So I've started thinking about spending my time and money on things that present possibilities. Like going to a writers meetup or workshop where I might meet other writers and make an amazing new connection. Taking an online course like Declaration of You! Writing a book, opening up the possibility of having a book published. Traveling, opening up the possibility of seeing new places. Taking a crafty or artsy class, opening up the possibility of discovering a new passion and meeting new friends. Blogging, sharing what I love and opening up the possibility of meeting others on the same wavelength.
There are many things I do that don't open up possibilities. Buying a new outfit or redecorating a room is nice and I would certainly enjoy it. But it doesn't open up possibilities. Cleaning my house is rewarding. But no possibilities. Watching tv is a nice way to veg, but also no possibilities.
So as I think about where my life energy goes, I want to make sure that I invest some of it in opening up possibilities and bringing a little of that childlike magic back.
What about you? Do you ever feel this way? What do you do to open up that door of possibility?