I’m a big believer in the idea that the universe smiles at us — that it sometimes, maybe not always, gives us a little bit of what we need right when we need it. My marketing team used to sing the mantra “Right audience, right time, right message.” I’m not sure that anyone is better at delivering me the right message at the right time than the universe itself.
I often feel the smile through books and music and film and art. Recently, I stumbled on a quote from Anne Lamott. I don’t remember the source, but I took note of it instantly as a reminder to self. This is definitely not the first time I’ve bookmarked her words.
“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written, or you didn’t go swimming in those warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.”
I think the quote speaks pretty strongly for itself, so I’ll leave it at that.
Wishing your jiggly thighs — or whatever the equivalent is for you — a delicious, uninhibited life ahead.