Tuesday, July 8, 2008

The Peach--- Reflecting on Two Years

Man, it is hard to believe I've been in Atlanta almost TWO years. Someone told me it takes three years to become an "honorary peach." I'm not sure the native
ATL-ians I know would agree, but who can really be the final authority on Peach-hood?



I'm finding that sometimes when every doorknob you turn is locked, it's because you're meant to climb through the window and discover something new. What am I talking about? Well, Atlanta is an example of that for me.

About two years ago, I was in a pretty grey place. A friend I considered a life mentor passed away and the church family that played a major role in shaping my ideas crumbled. Everything that I thought was true became questionable. I decided to move to Colorado and go to grad school---only to discover at the last minute that the financial aid I counted on was unavailable. So, I moved to Texas to spend time with my folks and organize my thoughts. In Texas, I felt like I was hitting a wall everywhere. I had interviews with middle schools, Central Market (an AWESOME TX type version of Whole Foods), applied at clothing stores, went out and met people, tried different churches, hung out with my folks... nothing was coming easy. Every doorknob I turned was locked. Then, I met a stranger from Atlanta and started researching. I applied for a few jobs and immediately had an opportunity to interview. I packed up my car and decided to give it a go. I "climbed through the window." Had things been easier in Texas, I might not have ever come to Georgia and my entire life would be different.

Wilbur and Orville Wright learned mechanics in their printing and bicycle shops. What if they never felt a push/desperation to explore aeronautics? Einstein once couldn't find a teaching job and went to work in the patent office--during which time he also worked on many of his most famous projects. Steven Speilberg dropped out of middle school only to become the highest earning director of all time. Mr. Honda was a jobless, homemade scooter maker until his friend's requests for scooters inspired him to start his own company. Paul Newman pursued acting after an injury ended a blooming football career. Sometimes, the things that we see, in the moment, as c r a z y, impulsive, disappointing detours --- become the things that absolutely reshape our life contribution. Sometimes, the "right" way to come home isn't through the obvious door, it's through the window.

Mark Twain once said, "Thousands of geniuses live and die undiscovered - either by themselves or by others." Maybe discovery happens for those who let go of their own plans and follow their hearts.

Looking for the window. Going to s l e e p. Call me, Mom.

Love,

Aubrey

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