I'm the kind of girl that ranks
compliments I receive. For a long time the indisputable winner was when I stood
in a museum in London and my very brilliant friend turned to me and said
"Bekah - If we went to Hogwarts, you would be a Ravenclaw."
That was challenged on Earth Day 2015.
I was standing in the grass outside
of the office trying to get an .:{|ArTsY|}:.picture of my feet so I could
create a before/after Birkenstock compilation when I heard a giggle from
across the parking lot. My coworker lifted her head, shook it, and said with a
smile on her face “Bekah – you live such a YES life.”
I didn’t quite get it – all I was doing
was taking a simple picture of my feet. So I stored that thought away and
proceeded on with my day.
It finally hit me.
About a month ago a dear friend asked about my evening plans
and I excitedly described my itinerary. I was going to pop into The Woods about
6:00pm with my book (currently: The Lost World by Michael Chrichton) and wait
for the acquaintance that was to accompany me, meet up with a very old friend
from my Disney days, and attend the Lord Huron concert – which was quite
possibly my ideal evening. I ended the conversation with “I’m finally doing the
things I’ve always wanted to do, you know?”
I am living a yes life.
A “yes” life is not about saying yes to
everything that comes onto your radar, nor is it saying yes to everything you
want to do – it’s about saying yes to the things that enhance your life.
It hasn’t been an easy journey, this whole
“contentment in self/yes life” thing. I still have panic attacks and I struggle with worrying what other people think about me, but my oh my has it been worth it.
