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Finite Time

The importance of finding what you want to do with your limited time on this planet...and finding what you DON'T want to do at the same time. 

I think this is a part of the journey. 

Most of us focus on finding what we want to add to our lives but not seek or experiment with what we might not want to have anything to do with in the future. 

Ever since the demise of my cousin, my perspective and priorities has changed. Tremendously. 

I am not known to hold back when I see an opportunity to fail or succeed at something and that has been the driving force behind my growth and development. 

Far from perfect, I screw things up all the time and if I keep hitting the rewind button without picking up the lessons, I am never going to learn where my destination is.

 

With the recent development, I've discovered and maybe confirmed the fact that there are things that are simply not worth my time and effort. 

My time is finite and I deserve to spend it on things that I consider really important to me while I am still alive and kicking on this planet. 

XOXO,
Marsha

p.s. Even if you encounter people who are not your cup of tea (more bluntly, suck the energy out of you without listening to you), it's perfectly OK to walk away. Even if the person is me.
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