This is a time of tension for me. It is my birthday and for as long as I can remember, I get restless around my birthday. I want to travel. Maybe the winter has been too long and I’ m tired of cold; maybe the days between holidays have been an endless blur of sameness. Maybe everyone gets restless around birthday time. After all, at birth we do make a tremendous transition from the realm of spirit to the physical world; from our mother’s womb to a much larger and separate world. All of life appears to be a push from the familiar, the pull of the unknown, the tension to return, the desire to go beyond.
In the leaving we face our fears – and – our sense of adventure. In the settling into the next stage, we create a larger “playground” for our evolution. Perhaps another aspect of the restlessness around birthday time is, in fact, a reassessment. A review of what has been, an exploration of what is yet to be; a letting go of that which we have outgrown, a welcoming of the new or reunion with the best of what was. This may be the grandest of all birthday gifts that life holds out to us year after year, a push and pull that lasts a lifetime.
In the leaving we face our fears – and – our sense of adventure. In the settling into the next stage, we create a larger “playground” for our evolution. Perhaps another aspect of the restlessness around birthday time is, in fact, a reassessment. A review of what has been, an exploration of what is yet to be; a letting go of that which we have outgrown, a welcoming of the new or reunion with the best of what was. This may be the grandest of all birthday gifts that life holds out to us year after year, a push and pull that lasts a lifetime.
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