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What is Midlife?

Why is it that as soon as we hear the word “midlife” is it inevitably followed by the word crisis?  Midlife is a transition, yes, but it does not have to be one where we lose ourselves completely.  In fact, the whole point of the transitions that happen at midlife is so that we actually “find” ourselves – we start developing our inner selves.  We stop living for everyone else and start living for ourselves.  Scary?  Sure.  It will require you to challenge your previously held beliefs and attitudes at a time when change is about the last thing people want to do, but it is necessary for us to get to psychological wholeness.

By midlife, many of us have become comfortable with our roles: wife, partner, mother, employee, manager, sister/sister-in-law/daughter-in-law (same for men).  We maybe have finished our schooling, gotten that promotion, have gotten into a routine and are comfortable with what we have made of ourselves.  Then, like clockwork, it’s time to expand and grow.

Maybe your first child becomes a teen and doesn’t need you to “mother” them as much.  This happened to me recently.  For the first time, my child looked at me eye to eye – like she saw me through the eyes of her own budding adulthood, and wasn’t impressed.  This type of rejection is awful.  I just got good at the mothering thing and it was like overnight I was downsized – no explanation – no severance pay – just a thanks but we’ll call you if we need you.

Or maybe it’s an unexpected life moment:  lay-off, unexpected passing of a family member, divorce.  All of these catapult us into the next phase of reevaluation of life.  Things previously held sacred may start to lose their meaning, there may be an urgency that sets in and a desperation if we refuse to stay present.

In fact, Carl Jung, Swiss psychiatrist talks life stages using the metaphor of a rising and setting sun.  According to Nancy B. Millner, PHD in her workbook  Applied Jungian Psychology: Navigating the Seasons of Later Life:

According to this model, in the morning of life the sun rises from the unconscious, at mid day it shines brightest spreading its influence far and wide and then in the afternoon it begins its slow descent until at the end of life it enters again the unconscious from which it emerged.

She goes on to say:

All life stages models – are limited.  The can not fit each person.  Yet, the process of life has a pattern and to know something of this pattern can be helpful.  Awareness of a life stages model can provide some markers for an otherwise unmarked way.

Entering midlife does not need to be terrifying, it can be a pathway to a new dimension within ourselves.  We need to stop using the word crisis and start using the word transition or passage.  We need to celebrate the coming of something new and focus on that rather than the mourning of what  we perceive is being lost.

I’ve got a dream: to blog

Did I tell you I am terrified about giving up my job and all I have known for the past 14 years?  Yeah, I am.  But something in me won’t stop.  5 signs that it’s time to move on from your job

I wrote that article because that was what I was experiencing making this decision.  I swear, I was rocking along in life just going to school functions, making sure homework was done, the dog walked and dinner made and then BAM!  It hit me – what the “it” was I still don’t understand.  It’s like destiny knocked at my door like the UPS man delivering yet another package from Amazon (who doesn’t love PRIME – right?)  Well, I can’t shake it.  I am like that song in Tangled:  I got a dream    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nMasOQsPME

But I feel guilty having a dream!  I have two kids in school, I am a wife and bring in the benefits.  Who am I to stray from the conventional wisdom that I grew up with:  Life Sucks Then You Die?!

Midway through Life, sometime has awakened in me.  Something that I can’t put back into the box.  Something bigger than my day to day roles.  I have to follow this one.  Who knows where it will go?

5 signs that it’s time to move on from your job

 

5 signs that it’s time to move on from your job

midwaythroughlife.com

  1. You don’t want to go to work:  Now, there are plenty of days that most of us wake up and just don’t want to go to work.  Fantasies of winning the lottery and a lifetime of travel and luxury are common to us all, but when you REALLY don’t want to go to work and this feeling is accompanied by anxiety, stress, anger or apathy for the work you are doing, this might be a sign that it is time to move on and find a better fitting position elsewhere.         Try to pinpoint the “why” of not wanting to be there: is it the relationship with your boss? the work you are doing doesn’t seem meaningful anymore (maybe it never did)?  the culture of the organization is not a fit to what you value? This will help you plan for the next chapter and help you find that company/job where you feel celebrated.   (Note: If you are feeling feelings of helplessness and hopelessness, appetite or weight changes, sleep changes or lack of interest in daily activities, you may be suffering from depression and you should see your physician)
  2. You are becoming a bad sequel of yourself.  Did you ever watch a movie that was so mind blowing that when part 2 came out, you just couldn’t wait to see it?  And 20 minutes in, you realize that the movie just isn’t good – maybe there is a different cast, maybe the new storyline is confusing or not plausible or it just isn’t as satisfying as the first one.     Then you sit there and try to decide whether or not to stay. If you feel this way in your job, like you used to be the first one to volunteer for a new assignment, or you used to love the company fun Friday activities, but now you are just going through the motions, it’s time to go.
  3. Every thought is followed by another quieter one that says “I don’t care”.  You find yourself in a meeting talking about strategy and the 6 month plan, and quietly, in a corner of your mind, you hear yourself saying “I really don’t care”.  Not caring is a sure sign of disengagement and when we disengage, we aren’t good for anyone, especially ourselves.  Disengagement is hard to come back from but it is a great indication for us that we are no longer present and in the game.  Reengagement is of course possible, but you need to ask yourself what would it take for you to re-engage (e.g more challenging work, different supervisor, more training) and if it is worth it or is it your mind’s wisdom just telling you to move on?
  4. Your work is suffering.  Even if your work production hasn’t changed, has your quality?  When it is time for us to move on, we have a hard time focusing our energy on what we are doing because a part of us is already somewhere else. And when we ignore this, thinking that we can pretend our way back to the fold, we will inevitably draw attention to ourselves. If you are disengaged, people will disengage from you.  Observe what you are saying and how you are saying it – especially in informal conversations.  If you are the one always complaining or gossiping or you find it difficult to rally your attitude, notice this.  Others do. Know that this is happening either make a plan to fix it or move on.
  5. You just know.  Trust your instincts.  Our natural timing in unchangingly perfect.  We know when it’s time to move on, but often we override our own wisdom for stability, consistency and comfort.  In stagnant stability, however, we are actually decaying.  This is not to say that you leave your position dramatically with no plan (although that might happen) – find out what you need to do to move on: update your resume, dust off your address book and start networking, do some soul searching about the next step, find out what your passions are and how they could turn into a job.  This is where intentional action is critical.

The decision to leave a job is a big one, especially one you may have been in for a while, but if you are seeing the above signs, it is time to take a look at yourself.

Leaving your job to pursue your destiny

So, here’s the thing. I have been at my job for 15 years.  For 14 of them, I have enjoyed it – well, I have been raising kids, living life and doing what I thought needed to get done.  But, I have hit mid-life and something has changed, like deep down changed.  A few months ago, I realized I wanted to write.  Like, write for a living, like, take a chance on myself.  I feel this huge tug to try to make a shift in life, but that means losing my comfy cozy day job with the comfy benefits – you know pesky things like dental and vision and the ability to actually see a doctor if needed without having to sell a car to do so.  This has me absolutely panicked.  Panicking is not a good way to encourage bravery.  I know it’s time to make a change though and I am absolutely paralyzed.  On one hand, I am giddy with excitement at the thought of pursuing a childhood dream, on the other side, I have been doing everything for everyone else my whole life and I feel an obligation to continue doing so.  Who am I to pursue my dream?  That is for other people, people with clear talent.  Who says I am even any good?  Last time I wrote I was 14.  But I feel like it is now or never, you know?  Like if I don’t do it right now, some door will close and I will find myself swept up with life again and then full of regrets.  So I sit here, midway through life trying to figure it all out.

Hello world!

Hello World, this is my first blog post, ever. Let me tell you why I am here:  I used to love writing.  I always wanted to be a writer.  While other kids were playing kickball on the playground, I was that girl on the edge of the field scribbling furiously in my “field book”.  I wrote two “books” by the time I was 12 (a sad mix of total innocence and pre-teen crushing) and I wrote to Judy Blume four times (she never wrote back).  I dreamt of getting out of our working class town and traveling to some big city to write more. Then it all changed: in 9th grade I left a notebook in a classroom by mistake.  This notebook was full of thoughts and musings and a young girl’s thoughts.  When I went back for it, the squat, middle aged, mustached teacher leered at me as he made it known what he thought about my innermost thoughts (he seemed partially concerned, partially aroused).  I was humiliated.  That day was the last time I put anything from inside me out there.  It was the last time I wrote.  I was 14.

Here I am 47 and I am in midlife.  I am trying to connect to that piece of me that I gave up so long ago – given up because I was shamed, judged and (what felt like then) violated.

So here I am, ready to write again and trying to make it through midlife.  But rest assured, this blog is not about me rehashing old wounds.  It’s about being fabulous in mid-life and claiming those things we left behind because others couldn’t handle what we offered and sent us messages about who we are – and we believed them.

What did YOU give up?