Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Tick Tock, Tick Tock...

Sitting in my study editing my manuscript, I hear the tick tock, tick tock of time passing by. As the 100-year old clock that belonged to my grandmother arouses my consciousness, I'm made aware of the tiny fraction of time I have left here on Earth.

As each second clicks by, I wonder...

Have I accomplished what I set out to?
Am I where I thought I'd be/wanted to be at this point in my journey?
Am I holding grudges that prohibit me from powerfully moving forward?
Have my dreams shifted purposefully or faded away?
Do those in my life know how deeply I love them?
Am I allowing the artist in me to be fully expressed?
Have I apologized to the people I've wronged?
Am I dancing in the rain or running for shelter?
Am I lifting others up and helping them reach their potential?
Do my children know their presence in this world is my greatest gift?
Will I make the most of the time I have left?
Will I have the courage to live the rest of my life in accordance with my values?
At every tick of the clock, am I being the truest expression of me?


Caroline Starr Rose said...

I'm definitely a run for shelter gal. ;) Seriously though, these are profound. Thank goodness we have a lifetime to try, fail, and try again.

Karen Walker said...

Ooh, Debra, I love this post. It's where I live and breathe. I hope I'm a dancing in the rain kinda gal.

Debra Lynn Lazar said...

Caroline, Amen to that!

Debra Lynn Lazar said...

Karen, You seem like a dancing in the rain kind of gal. ;-))

Julie said...

I love this and it is incredibly appropriate for today. I'll call you later to tell you why.

Love you!

Debra Lynn Lazar said...

Julie, Love you, too, my dear. Talk to you soon.

Angie Ledbetter said...

Yeah, I wrestle with a lot of the same things, which just might be in the nature of creative (middle aged) caring women. :) xo

Debra Lynn Lazar said...

Angie, xoxo to you, my friend.

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