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"You know, halfway through it hit me: 'what the heck am I doing', but I pushed through to the end." Recalling the moment, her face expressed the momentousness of that insight more than her words ever could. I cocked my head the way I do and simply said "no one ever has regrets until they are lying on their deathbed." She made a sour face and sarcastically replied "thanks". I just shrugged my shoulders and laughed. But truly, how much are we pushed into believing that "quitting" is a bad thing. How much are we made to and do feel like losers when we do not complete something. Anything we start. Despite of going blindly into most of anything we do. Either expectations are placed on us to become and/or achieve something, even though we ourselves are not even sure it truly is what is right for us. Until halfway through we are hit with that same question: "what the heck am I doing?" Or other times we simply have no idea all that something entails, and becoming exposed to it, we realise it is not what we thought it would be and we would be better off without it. Yet we hesitate to quit. To leave it by the wayside and switch gears. Nobody wants to be a failure after all. It makes me question what we do to children, when we silence them into continuing something despite their meek attempts to let us know that whatever we are pushing on them is not what is right for them. Forcing our own agendas on them. I honestly believe we are doing ourselves a disservice when we don't allow ourselves the permission to quit, opening up the capacity and the space to grow into a different direction. Not just a disservice to ourselves, but a disservice to the world. How much more of us would actually come to life, making this place more beautiful and harmonious by simply being us and doing what is right for us, instead of hanging on to what is slowly draining our life force. ~•~ a beautiful milieu