On My Favorite Blog Post And Why My Thoughts Have Changed.

It was a little over a year ago that I posted on a blog that I’m not sure many read about a movie I now can’t remember much about. I remember The Lorax being a semi-inspirational movie and the little article I wrote about it being somewhat transformative. It was, at the time, one of my favorite posts. I reviewed the blog post recently and I recalled some of the emotions the movie stirred up. I laughed at my funny points, cringed at my bad grammar and slowly began to remember why the movie left such a strong impression.

I desired to live a life worth celebrating, I remember this being my main point, and it is still one that drives me today. I wanted to do something worth remembering, I wanted to fearlessly take the steps that would lead me to my destiny, and most importantly, I wanted to live without regrets.

This is a pretty tall order.

When I look back at that blog post, I made it pretty clear that I was up against some distinct life altering decision, a fork in the road that would certainly dictate the course of my life. When I think about it now, I can’t pinpoint what the decision was that had me in such upheaval.

And this is probably because as soon as I crossed this obstacle in my life, another soon presented itself, followed by another and another and another.

All too often, I put pressure on myself to narrow everything in my life down to one life altering decision. I’d ask myself “what is the single most successful thing I could do?” and then I would try to decide on the best and only way to get there. Then the pressure was on to determine my destiny and choose the correlating path to achieve it.

When I examine what I have achieved thus far in my life, I realize that no one monumental moment has let me to this place. My fear of making mistakes, though still present, is not quite as painful when I realize that I have already made quite a few. My desire to avoid regret is lessened by my realization that I already have some, and they haven’t killed me as I once feared they would.

 I have recently plucked up my comfy little southern life and transplanted it in California. I am currently looking for a job, perhaps a career, maybe even some purpose, let’s hope. This wasn’t a light decision to make, but it has been one in a long stream of decisions that will make up the story of my life. I’m not too worried about finding a job or a place to fit in, because I know each thing comes in its own time. Putting the pressure on myself to narrow everything down to one life altering decision is simply too much.

Life is full of questions. It often feels like there are all-defining moments where one drastic decision must be made forever altering our future in one direction or another. Truth is, there will always be crossroads in life. One decision carries on to another, and just when you think you have it figured out, another junction presents itself. Making the best decision isn’t always clear, and mistakes will be made. You will have regret, I promise you. But this doesn’t have to keep us from having a life worth celebrating. In the movie, The Lorax, the Once-ler made plenty of bad decisions in life, and it seems reasonable to me that hiding out might just be the best option for a while. But he eventually made a few good decisions, and for that, the Lorax was still grateful, he had still lived a life worth celebrating.