I was at a store the other day and was experiencing one of my little funks when I passed by a mannequin with the slogan: There is no finish line on the shirt and for some reason, I got this “a-ha” feeling and was struck with this huge sense of relief.
Lately, I’ve been going through these moments of “Am I doing the right thing?” “Am I on the right track?” “Should I be doing more?” And it really boils down to the fact that I feel sometimes like I’m in a race against time and I need to be a certain place at a certain time in order to have achieved what I’m supposed to achieve. But once I saw this shirt, I asked myself, why am I racing? The whole purpose of life is to live and experience every moment as it comes.
I thought about why I was feeling dissatisfied with where I was in my life, and I realized that it wasn’t that I was dissatisfied but rather, it was that I was comparing my life to others and thinking I was coming up short. I know that my life path has been unconventional compared to many of my friends and family, but it’s what I chose because it was right for me despite the naysayers. I think when I start getting caught up in all the what-ifs and will I be OK in the future thoughts that tumble around in my head, I have to breath and take a step back and just be happy that I’m here, and appreciate life in general.
My extremely thoughtful and loving partner went out the next day and bought me the shirt, so now, I can take it out whenever I need a little reminder that there is no finish line; all I need, is to just be in the moment.