“Blaze your own trail”. That’s what my inspirational evening post from Beringer Vineyards offered up by way of inspiration tonight.
Two glass of pinot grigio framing a distant, ethereal view of the Eiffel Tower. Beautiful, dreamy, and decadently inspiring.
Odd that I just spent a lovely visit with two of my friends who served me this very same wine following a rather long, cold day at work, isn’t it?
Odd that my cuddly male companion mentioned the same vineyard Friday evening? Coincidence?
Perhaps, but I don’t really believe in coincidence.
I believe in meaning, and paying attention to signs.
Years ago, a series of bad decisions lead me to Beringer Vineyards. They were bad decisions, but they were also what I needed to launch myself from a history of loss and bad relationships. I didn’t see it that way when it was happening, but in retrospect, my decisions catapulted me into a life with purpose, meaning, and genuine friendships.
But hindsight is perfect isn’t it darlings? They say living in the future makes you a dreamer. I’m not so sure about that though.
Tonight, I blazed a bit more of my own trail. One that no other person on this earth will ever walk in the same way, the same time, or in the same company as I am.
Without at least a few bad decisions, my trail would not have been blazed. It likely would have just been the same rutted, ankle-twisting path that most people follow.
I indulge myself in seeing signs that indicate I am on the right path for me, even if others would call it mere coincidence.
Now, I must pay attention to the other signs too. You know, the ones that are a warning.
I consider something ‘a sign’ when it comes to me three times within a short time frame (say a few days). So, my warning ‘signs’ this week, that have come in three’s via social media or email are;
Tonight, as I was preparing for a bit of ‘Blazing’ in my industry, I had an opportunity to take a quiet moment and catch up with a friend. She told me that she’s excited to be moving in with her boyfriend of almost a year.
Now, to a middle-aged-single-parent-career-woman, that is trailblazing.
Perhaps I need to consider the signs again. Are the men in my life Knights or Aluminum Foil Assholes?
Do I really need to be focused on a hobby or work, or should I exhale and take a chance on love?
Time will tell. Of that, I am ever so sure.
Sometimes we must look back in order to move forward. But it is merely a glance over our shoulder if we know we’re headed in the right direction.
Please, send me a sign…..and another glass of that delicious pinot grigio….