You’ve travelled from the orange of childhood
passed through the lime-green of teenage-hood
rites of passage completed
and now, past adolescence, into
the deep ochre of adulthood.
Your book of life years old now
dozens of thick blank pages open for you
the blank empty pages waiting, beckoning.
How will you fill their emptiness?
How will you fill your emptiness?
Make-believe playtime gone
silly-putty fun grown up into
modest, muffled maturity,
composed calm commitments
losing your inner innocence
losing your child’s dependence
losing your childhood dreams.
The heavy ink of should’s and supposed to’s:
Supposed to have a job,
Should know your career,
Supposed to graduate with a diploma,
Should be hired, then promoted,
Supposed to be coupled with the love of your life,
Should be engaged, maybe married, soon pregnant,
Supposed to be toned, buff, vibrant,
Should be driving a car,
Supposed to be saving to buy your home,
all by — now.
Whose markers and milestones are these?
Yours? Your parents? Your culture? Your generation?
Whose pages of dreams and hopes are these?
Whose accomplishments and disappointments?
Whose values, beliefs, successes, and failures?
What are your life’s markers?
What if you have none, yet?
What if your dreams have changed?
Which of your dreams have changed?
It’s your job to change them
It’s your job to create
your life’s dreams, markers and milestones.
Other people are writing their stories
they may be nearing the end of their book
they may try writing yours
filling your pages with their hopes and beliefs.
But it’s your job to write your story
beginning a new chapter in your life
turning pages of fresh new sheets of paper
we all have to travel onto our blank page.
You are a carrier for Others’ dreams
whether you know it or not
Others will put their expectations on you
sometimes lightly placed
sometimes heavily loaded
What will you say?
What will you do?
How will you be?
The invisible threshold of adulthood
taking responsibility for who you are, and aren’t
taking steps to heal your inner wounds and scars
now that you’re aware
now that you found them
as you step over.
How do you want to write this transition?
Staying open and curious,
Grounding yourself in calm,
Connecting with your strength,
Being adventurous and courageous.
What do you want to hold on to?
What are you ready to let go of?
So go on, pick up the pen heavy with ink
and write out your life.
Sometimes it will smear the words
splotch the page
stain the sheets beneath.
Ah, what a magnificent manuscript you’re writing.