As a child adulthood seemed so simple. You went to college, fell in love, got married, maybe worked for a few years and then raised a family. Of course, I could never fully comprehend what someone would actually do all day at their job, or how you find a husband. I just assumed that those secrets of adulthood would present themselves to me when I came of age.
It has often been difficult for me to reconcile the idea I had of adulthood with my actual role as an adult. I have often felt like Pinoccho, excited for a new adventure but getting turned this way and that. I have moved from job to job and project to project. I've made plenty of mistakes, lost my way, and felt the sting of defeat--all to look for the reward of figuring myself out.
Pinocchio learned the final step to becoming human was to listen to your conscious and trust yourself. The older I get the more I realize how many times I have resisted what my gut was telling me--or I made decisions to please others and not myself.
I have been wrestling with big life changing decisions that I will have to make in the next couple of months and I don't want to be like Pinocchio and run off to a wild adventure and lose my way--only to discover that what I was really wanting already was waiting for me.
Have you had Pinocchio stages in your life?