What does it look like, feel like, to reach a limit. I wish there was more of me to go around. I want it all. To give more, do more.
But the limitations of this physical life seem to require priorities. Less.
I’ve rarely been in this spot. Wanting to, needing to follow more paths than I can manage. It’s usually easy to alternate between focus and ignoring until all is done. With a key being “ignore”. But it’s getting harder as I age. My mind and spirit is not as nimble, agile or willing.
Is this a lesson of the old? To narrow, focus, prioritize? Is it my turn to learn?
Originally published at http://www.jomafilms.com on October 20, 2020.