"Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments." -Rose Kennedy

“Life isn’t a matter of milestones, but of moments.” -Rose Kennedy

A friend asked me today if I was feeling relieved to have turned in a book manuscript. And to be honest, I’d say no more than usual. This whole year has been brimming with what one might call “milestones.”

What the heck is a “milestone” anyway? A birthday ending in “0,” or getting married, or having a kid? Webster would likely say something like “an important event in one’s life.” But aren’t all events important? Shoot, I’m just happy to wake up in the morning. That to me is a milestone.

Each day I am reminded that true bliss is unmoved by gain or loss (thank you Yogi Tea bag for that tidbit). And I believe this can be applied to major accomplishments as well. Yes, my Dad and I turned in a book manuscript (my first…a project that we’ve been working on for years), but I get just as much pleasure out of cooking a good meal, or taking a long trail run as I do with the bigger “milestones.” Don’t you?

Why do milestones have to be limited to big career changes, or births, or deaths? Can we celebrate the mile “pebbles” as well?

To me, life is too precious not to. Each day how great would it be to learn something new? Or appreciate something more deeply? The smell of an orange; the sound of a giggling child; the taste of fresh cherry pie and melty vanilla ice cream…

Perhaps we’d do well to celebrate the “small” stuff as heartily as we do the “big,” so that our whole life becomes an expression of greatness.

The last few months have been sprinkled with milestones: ran my first half marathon, began a life transforming yoga therapy training…And yet, I feel just as honored to teach a Friday morning yoga class, or to spend some time cuddling with my husband.

They’re all milestones to me, upon which to build a meandering path into the depths of existence. May your milestones be many, and may you walk your path in beauty.

Ever inward,