One of my favorite authors, James Baldwin said, “The world is before you, and you need not take it or leave it as it was when you came in.”
We want, I feel, a sense of empowerment that with all we face each day: An intentional life is achievable if we charge forward and be willing to make mistakes.
With three months left in 2021, I hope for my friends and family an intentional life: More time, more contentment, and more value of what is really important. Even though we face personal challenges, hope and faith can forge resilience into a coat of armor, even if what we know today will be gone tomorrow.
Yet, I ask, can failures mean optimism? Can I be ready to face a reality of plans I made that may not come to fruition?
Strength is not valued in how much you hold in your arms, but in courage. I learned this from the elders, who graced my life. I see this courage in strangers, like the homeless’ second-to-minute survival, friends who are battling cancer, to those who are leaving all familiar comforts for countries where language and customs are strange.
September is my birthday month, and every year, memories carry me back to home in a small Ohio town, where everything and every day was the same, except when the seasons and calendar changed. I longed for adventure, and so, my mind was always ready and optimistic. I surrounded myself with ideas, dreams, and hope—as fears of the unknown plagued me. And to be honest, I am who I am today because fear and optimism toughened my spirit.
I’m aware many dreams are just that, and disappointment covers much more territory. Still, I’d like to feel optimism is the cradle for life and death because all we’ve done prior was chosen and completed because there was a readiness to accept the next journey.