Surrender and Trust at Mid-Life

Surrender is the mid-life stance. We have had decades to ‘run our will’ and we have seen the results. It has been fine (or it hasn’t) but now it’s time to move on. We sense deeper rumblings and we want to give them their due.
We long for greater meaning. We listen to our intuitive glimpses acutely and we know we must follow them. If we don’t, we have pulled the curtain on our own life and suddenly that becomes the greatest crime there is–to curtail our individuality.

We are willing to embrace a vulnerability which here-to-fore has scared us. It seems OK to announce to the world that we don’t know exactly what we want or what we are doing or even who we are becoming. Committing to the process of living our lives momentarily with presence and passion is all that is really important. Particular outcomes are irrelevant now. They were all consuming in the first half of our lives when we couldn’t see some far off day in the future.

Well, now that day is here. We have paid our dues but whether or not we’ve been rewarded for our efforts, we’re not satisfied. And we can’t convince ourselves that setting another goal and embarking on another project will assuage our restlessness. Suddenly we can’t spare the energy or the days which seem to be dwindling increasingly rapidly. Wasn’t it only yesterday when, at 25, we embarked on our ‘life work’?

And it’s been great, but there’s more. Deep in our souls we know there is more. There has to be. We’ve mastered every challenge life has presented us and . . . now what?

Our minds can’t answer that question. So we move out of our minds. That isn’t where our dissatisfaction originates anyway. It’s somewhere in the middle of us, nearer our hearts but even deeper. And we realize that living from our centers is essential. That we are not truly alive if we don’t. And we are not alive if we know the last step before we take the first. We yearn for an adventure of a sort that we’ve never taken. An adventure of our spirit. And that demands complete surrender and trust.


That surrender, when it finally happens, when we’re finally willing to climb into the back seat and go along for the ride, is freeing in a way we’ve not experienced. The joy is intoxicating as we realize there aren’t any more "shoulds." Our minds are not where our allegiance lies anymore. We’ll never lose our good judgment but we’ve moved to a deeper level where thinking restricts our aliveness and we cannot tolerate anything, ANYTHING, that artificially limits that spirit inside us.

We align with our life spirit and by committing to follow it, we surrender. And we are completely ready and able to do so. Even if we can’t leave our jobs because there are still children in school, we find expressions for our creativity. We live from our souls. We feel our connections to others, maybe folks we haven’t met and join with them in their struggles. Our compassion flows from some place deeper within ourselves than we have lived for most of our lives.

The aliveness we feel when we surrender compels us to surrender again the next day and the next and the next. By surrendering we acknowledge a force we do not control and we commit to work with it. This partnership answers our longing for something more, something deeper, something lasting. This union feels like a reunion, that we have come back not only to a part of ourselves but to a home we had forgotten. There is a rightness and an indefensible certainty that living in partnership is the only way to live now. In our hearts we sigh and say, "It’s good to be home."


 
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