When I was younger I remember being glued to the television watching the performers spinning plates. It was an amazing feat, single-handedly getting 6 or 7 plates spinning on long sticks at the same time and keeping them rotating so they didn’t crash to the ground. At the time it was a really cool trick, now I realize it’s a lot like life. In my life it is a variety of things…single parenting, entrepreneurship, dating after divorce or the ever-illusive quest for health and wellness.
Some people call it balance. I did for a long time. I was channeling balance. Being a grounded, healthy and sane woman. That was my goal. It actually still is my goal, but I am beginning to accept that my life is and might always be a set of spinning plates. Some days I’m a star who gets it all done with panache and then there are the days where every last plate comes crashing to the floor.
I’m beginning to realize that it doesn’t matter which day I’m having…yes, here it is – it’s the journey that counts. Heard it a million times, right? The thing is that it’s true. Once one situation improves some other crazy complication will creep up. Life is not pretty. It is an ugly, putrid mess! It is also breathtakingly beautiful. The challenge is to take the mess and the beauty in stride and keep on spinning.