How I Stopped Worrying About Running Out of Time to Achieve My Goals

“The only thing that is ultimately real well-nigh your journey is the step that you are taking at this moment. That’s all there overly is.” ~Alan Watts

One thing that is promised to each one of us in life is death. No one will stave dying or feeling the pain of losing others. From a young age I remember stuff enlightened of this fact, and it scared me.

As I got older, I began to finger a sense of pressure that I was running out of time and loss was imminent. The thought of losing my loved ones and the uncertainty of what may happen worried me. I wanted to stave the feelings of loss and limitation, so I unconsciously began to move faster.

There was a deep fear that if things didn’t happen fast, they would not happen at all and that I wouldn’t have unbearable time.

Faster became better, and I started the hamster race of working nonflexible to unzip my dreams. Whether that was finishing school, starting a career, stuff in a healthy relationship, starting a family, stuff fit… plane my spiritual journey became a race to happiness that only existed in the future!

I realized later in life that this mindset was born out of fear—the fear of loss, the fear of the unknown—and protection from these fears was a quick accomplishment. It created an immense value of stress and suffering considering all goals and dreams take time to build.

I believed sooner was better, and if it wasn’t fast then it wasn’t happening at all. I began to find reasons for why it wasn’t happening—that I was not good enough, life was unfair and hard, and it was not possible for me. Each time I repeated these limiting beliefs, I took one step yonder from my dreams and ripened increasingly anxiety.

This led to a trundling of starting, quitting, and then searching for something different. I would garner the valiance to start something new only to fall unappetizing on my squatter when it didn’t happen. The trundling of shame would repeat, impacting my mental health and my worthiness to move forward.

I wanted to see proof that I was achieving my goals and searched for tangible vestige to finger good while simultaneously ignoring all the wonderful things that were right surpassing my eyes. Like living near the ocean, spending time with my loved ones, talking walks withal the coast, having meaningful conversations with friends, and enjoying moments of quiet with my favorite cup of coffee. These midpoint so much to me now.

I wanted the degree, the paycheck, the happy photo of me surrounded by friends, rather than the silence of uncertainty and the impatience I felt in the present. My fear of time took yonder the only real time that existed, the now.

When I slowed lanugo and paused, I realized that I had experienced so much growth and expansion in all the years I’d thought I was wasting time. Every roadblock had challenged me to change. In fact, my anxiety, fear, and thwarting virtually my slow progress led me inward to heal my relationship with time.

Though many of my dreams did come true, I was only worldly-wise to recognize them when I slowed lanugo and let go of the “when.”

I was worldly-wise to unzip this by practicing meditation, breathwork, and awareness. With time and consistency, the present moment became filled with color, and its eyeful swept me yonder from the ticking time flop of the future. I began to enjoy each step of my journey, whether it was the whence or end.

With the souvenir of hindsight, I can see that it is not well-nigh the “when” but well-nigh the “what.” What I’m doing right now in the present. The number of negative and limiting beliefs I placed upon myself and the shame I felt were due to an accent on unchangingly “thinking forward,” and a lack of stuff with myself in the present.

The truth is when we let go of our misconceptions of time and follow our dreams patiently, we see that time is not versus us; the process is a necessary part of our journey.

The time it takes to reach our goals is not empty; it is filled with learning and unlearning so that we find ourselves. In the end it is not the victory that leads to freedom, but the wisdom that comes from living life.

If we make the present moment our friend rather than our foe, we can wits and fathom our present journey rather than focusing on our arrival.

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