A few weeks ago, I wrote about my daughter retaking the MCAT in preparation for applying to medical school. Her persistence and dedication is unwavering. What surprised me this week was her essay that accompanies the school application, and it is causing me to reflect on my own life lately.
The theme of her essay is how grateful she is for her young life so far. She writes about the love and support from all four of her parents, plus grandparents, in helping reach her goals. Coming from a child whose vocabulary very rarely contains the words, “thank you,” I was both moved and surprised. The tone is simple and sincere – she acknowledges that she has not struggled like many of her friends and that she is fortunate to have her life experiences so far, despite a few setbacks.
The emotion she revealed was humbling and profound: the sheer gratitude for being able to pursue her dreams and the acknowledgement that the obstacles she faces are helping her become a better person. It made me wonder…when was the last time I expressed gratitude to my friends and family for helping me on this journey? (more…)
I recently attended a yoga class where the teacher began the session with a discussion on the consideration of possibilities. He asked us to keep this word in our minds throughout the class. As we began our poses, he pushed us to hold the positions for a long period and continue to improve them. While doing so, he kept encouraging us by saying “possibilities.” At first I was really annoyed. I simply wanted to focus on the positions and get on with the class. Then, I had difficulty with my right leg due to an old injury. Every time I lunged, I could feel the pain in the thigh and up through the back of the leg. My tendency in the past was to back off and not do the pose on the right side. I tentatively moved the leg in the position and it felt very uncomfortable. But the teacher kept saying the word possibilities. My annoyance gave way to his mantra and I pushed myself further in each pose. I’m not saying it was great but, by the end of class, I had gone much further and worked through my pain to a stronger place. I was actually feeling more flexible and less stiff. At the end of class, he asked us to see how long we could hold the promise of possibilities in our daily lives. Throughout the day, as issues came up, I stopped to think about the possibilities instead of the problems.
It is easy to get discouraged in our daily lives with the ongoing recession and pessimism in our country. Yet, if we can refocus the negative energy into possibilities, we might push through the difficulties to another place where there is more light and hope. Think possibilities!
This weekend, my daughter took the MCAT for the 4th time. Her lifelong dream is to become an obstetrician and deliver babies. An honor student with her Medical Masters, she struggles with standardized tests, and therefore, the multiple attempts at passing the MCAT.
I thought of her this weekend of course, as she took the test, but also when reading a book about discovering your life’s purpose. Robert Schwartz writes, “In life there is no pass or fail. There are only different lessons.” Those simple words knocked me over – how true they are in our lives today!
This past holiday weekend was bittersweet for many Americans. A holiday honoring the workforce was conflicted; for those working, perhaps a bit of exhaustion and guilt. For those not working, perhaps anger and frustration occurred over the weekend.