KNOWING WHEN TO MOVE ON

Maturity is knowing when to move on.

A very wise woman said that to me many years ago. I was in a job I detested, but...it paid really well, it had a very fancy title, it had terrific bennies. My reasoning mind, however, could not get over the facts: I was unmarried, I lived alone, I'd be a fool to let this prize job go just because I detested it.

Long/short, I did let it go...walked out and, with no job lined up, no new money coming in, I went on my first spiritual retreat. A week-long retreat in Erlanger, Kentucky, and my life changed. I did move on in an entirely new direction on a path I had never walked before. I knew, and I knew I knew, I had more than "job security." I had what can only be described as akin to I have meat to eat ye know not of.

I'm reminded of that "knowing when to move on" when I'm stuck in self...judging (myself or others), overthinking, overeating. My maturity reminder came to me recently as I was sinking into the irresistible muck and mire of politics. Hoo-boy! I was just rocking and rolling in the delicious hopelessness of righteous rage.

God just laughed and laughed...and sent me a blinding flash of the obvious: Maturity is knowing when to move on.

Thank you.