I typically love birthdays…scratch that, birth months. I don’t require lots of pomp and circumstance, and often time have been out of pocket, but this year my birthday really stunk. It’s hard to pinpoint exactly why except to say that I’m in transition or maybe I’m having growing pains that were magnified that day.
That sounds so silly doesn’t it? I was on the radio live at Iron Cactus with people dancing, on St. Patrick’s Day aka my bday, with SXSW going on, with a few close friends who were kind enough to be there with me,and I felt lonelier than I have in a long time.
And right as the night was ending and I was about to have the freedom to feel a little sorry for myself, in walks an angel, messenger, call it what you will. She came in the form of a friend of a friend’s visiting friend from Los Angeles (city of angels).
Here name was Ebony. Not only did Ebony absolutely inject energy into the room, but she injected energy into me. I soon forgot my plans for a pity party. She had me laughing for the first time all day. What a great distraction. And just before I dismissed her as just that, a shot of laughter to lighten my mood and remind me that it was okay (which would have been enough), she said to me:
Don’t waste the next 90 days. Right after your birthday is your time to make great things in your life happen. Power moments. So make those changes and make it so.
What does it mean? I don’t really know. But I liked it. It has inspired me. To make an array of changes that I’ll share with you. Some behavioral changes, others aesthetic…and all risk taking to different degrees.