Amazing Women

Women are astounding creatures. It makes me feel I’m glad to be one.

 

I’m reading a book right now called, Dancing Naked at the Edge of Dawn, by Kris Radish. A woman (of approximately my age) suddenly realizes she’s lived her entire taking the safe route, tied up in the expectations of others. She creates of circle of women friends old and new and stands on the threshold of the life she wants to have. I’ve been there. I know how tough it is to pull through it to get to the other side and to let go of the fear.

 

 

I have a friend of many years. In the time I’ve known her, I’ve learned her history and seen her present. I even get a glimmer of her future.

 

Her path is different than mine in many ways, but in some, we share a like desired outcome, we just go about it in diametrically opposed ways.

 

My point here is, she’s an amazing woman. She’s had some pretty rough times and some incredible loss. She has had to pretty much start over twice in her life. In times of tribulation, people can go one of two ways—the high road or the low road. She’s always taken the high road. What’s happened over the last five years to her is nothing short of a miracle. But, the miracle was created by her own hand with only a desire to become the best person she can be.

 

I found out recently she hadn’t discussed a lot of things she has done on the road to her own enlightenment because she thought I would be my normal skeptical self. So, with the help of a little Port, she shared.

 

She was right in one regard—I am skeptical, but I believe that what she has been doing is working. I see a woman who has grown into a confident, self-aware woman who isn’t going to “try” to do the things she thinks will get her where she’s going, she is doing them. I had to be reminded that the greatest lesson was letting go—letting go of the things that hold you back, that drag you down, that keep you treading in life’s precious waters instead of doing the breastroke.

 

I, too, am on the threshold of something bigger and greater than I’ve ever known. Grateful, too, to have so many strong, wise women in my life—mothers, daughters, and life friends, to hold my hand, give me a shove, or keep me from running into traffic along the way. So, my Mother’s Day tribute is to all the women in my life—and all the women in yours.

 

Letting go doesn’t mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be.

~ Unknown

 Published on: May 14, 2006