Crossing the Midline – Life Act II

My friend, Gretchen, left us all this blessing on her bathroom mirror. “You’re going to be OK”

Our lives are our stories. If 50 is the end of Act I and the next Act is about to begin, then these short moments right now are my intermission and I’m pausing to reflect on my first Act. Typically, Act I introduces the characters and setting and then leaves you hanging with a problem.  Act II is usually shorter and ends in resolution (and often a pretty good song and dance number, too).

Yesterday was my friend’s funeral/celebration of life. It reminded me that our world is broken as evidenced by her tragic death, and by the numerous bumps and bruises we all experience in our lives.  In the Pixar movie, Finding Nemo, my favorite part is when Marlin is lamenting  that he didn’t do his job to protect his son.

Marlin:   I promised I’d never let anything happen to him.

Dory: Hmm. That’s a funny thing to promise.

Marlin: What?

Dory: Well you can’t never let anything happen to him. Then nothing would ever happen to him. Not much fun for little Harpo.

It is so true. Good and bad things happen to us and other people…and we have no choice sometimes but to let them. I loved the message at her service …be joyful, enjoy every beautiful moment, give your life to the things that matter, and use the gifts you’ve been given.  She did, despite the harder things that happened in her life. Her legacy speaks volumes. Act II for her was 7 days. Was there a resolution for her second Act? Yes.

She left us all with the blessing (above) for our lives. (It figures it would be from a book called Numbers. Math teachers!)

And now here I am. I’ve made it across a line…I’m not sure if it’s actually my true midline, but I do know one thing…. I’m going to be OK.

Here’s to Crossing the Midline!

The midline. It is a boundary. And every time you cross it…watch out!  It just might change your life. To me, crossing the midline is gaining a perspective that shakes your brain and challenges you so much that it radiates into the way you act, live, and respond.

When my son was little he was asked to draw an “x” on a piece of paper at the doctor’s office.  He couldn’t do it. His “x” looked like this / /. I was told by his occupational therapist that he couldn’t “cross the midline.” In other words, the left and right side of his brain weren’t talking.  He couldn’t coordinate his arms to catch a ball, balance very well, or write correctly. It took years of intense training and practice moving his arms in certain ways and doing activities that forced his brain to create the neural connections needed to bring the left and right side together.

Crossing the midline. It is a perfect metaphor for the challenges in life. And as I reach my “midline” in years, I find myself continually wondering why it is so easy for all of us to sit on one side of the line and fail to do the work it takes to unite with the other side. Maybe if we did, we could create the connections needed to bring more balance to our lives and our world.

So here’s to crossing the midline and knowing the joy of having my heart, mind and soul opened ever further.