Mid Life Celebration is about life’s discontent worth satisfying

professional development seminar from back of room
If everyone in the minority is ok with that, life is great

 

Mid Life Celebration is about satisfying our life’s discontent. Our little choices, shortcuts, decisions we made on our journey that have, over decades, gotten us so far off track we want desire real change.

Mid Life Celebration is not for everyone, although no one is excluded.

Most people outside our group think we’re crazy, or at the very least, ignore us.

Of course.

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Guest Blogger Lorie Sheffer: Forgiveness

Tranquility and compassion (photo: Lorie Sheffer)
Tranquility and compassion (photo: Lorie Sheffer)

 

One of the greatest gifts we can give to ourselves is forgiveness. When we are wronged or hurt, we tend to be harsh judges of those who have wronged us, especially when that person is our self.

Forgiveness means giving up the hope for a better past. Not an easy thing to do. But by not forgiving, we are allowing ourselves to continue to be hurt by the offense, and we are preventing ourselves from being able to be fully open to joy.

Forgiveness is not condoning. It doesn’t mean we will forget. It doesn’t even mean we ever have to speak to or have contact with the person who harmed us. We may certainly take steps to protect ourselves from being harmed again.

Forgiveness isn’t easy. It is a process that can take quite a long time. We need to acknowledge the pain and experience the grief of betrayal. It can be difficult, but the effort will most certainly pay off when we are able to let go of the pain and anger and open our hearts to love more deeply and enjoy life more fully. Forgiveness gives us back our power.

There are steps we can take to guide us along our path to letting go and moving on. More on that next week.

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How one busy day turns into these three or more things

Freashly planted Florida homeowner landscape
Can’t wait to see this again in 100 days

 

One really busy day turns into another, and another, and another and before you know it, the opportunity to enjoy life’s simplest of pleasure – visiting with a neighbor, walking a pet, planting a vegetable garden – is gone.

And somehow, I stare at the 54 years of life that are now behind me, as of today.

Life is not a dress rehearsal. Of course.

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