The Limbo

Back in the day, I'd lace up my roller skates, my white speed skates with the florescent pink racing wheels, and I'd rock the limbo.  How low can ya go?  I could go real, real lllooowww.  I was good at the limbo, and I enjoyed it.  There are no roller skates for me any more, but sometimes in life, I feel as though I am still doing the limbo.  Sadly, I'm not so good at the limbo of life.  My life is good.  Scratch that.  My life is awesome.  I'm so grateful for all that I have and equally grateful for all of the opportunity that my future likely holds.  I'm so very anxious to see what my future looks like and I have a real hard time with a little something called patience.  I have so many question marks - some things I have control over...others that are completely out of my hands.  Just show me already!  What can I expect for my future? 

Deep, deep down, I know what I need to do. I know what I should be doing and where I will attempt to shift my focus. I need to focus on NOW. This is my life.  Each moment that I spend worrying, wondering and focused on the unforeseeable future is another moment of my now that I have not been completely present for.  I don't want to miss a single moment of this lovely life.  I need to embrace the fact that where I currently am, even if it does feel a little like the limbo, is exactly where I need to be right now. It's my current...my here and now.  I cannot be anywhere else at this moment. Here and now is where I need to be.  It's where I shall stay until my future reveals itself and becomes my new here and now. 

I'm lacing up those speed skates, and I'm doing a whole lot of stretching.  This girl's going to rock the limbo yet again.  After all, perhaps I'm not quite ready for what my future has in store for me.  

Or maybe, just maybe, my future isn't quite ready for me?