Why? I had been working on piecing my path together and thought I had all the pieces put into place. I was ready to lay down that final piece of the 1,000 jigsaw puzzle when I discovered it was missing—i.e. my great and cosmic plans did not come together like I thought, and now I am in a state of dizzy disappointment and feel like vomiting. I thought I had it all figured out, but God and the universe have said otherwise.
This can sometimes happen when we believe that we have everything brought together so perfectly. One or two pieces fall off of the puzzle and we are sent into a tailspin, lamenting that all of our work and planning has been for naught. We are handed bitter lemon juice instead of the refreshing lemonade that we reached for.
What are we to do when our mentality starts to pucker? We can either let it rule us, causing emotional, and sometimes physical, turmoil—which I am letting it do to me now—or we can acknowledge the feelings, take a step back, and re-evaluate the picture on the puzzle. What am I supposed to learn? What am I to take away from this experience? How do I take the lemon juice and make lemonade instead?
It is okay to feel disappoint and sadness, but do not let it cripple you. To throw away all of the progress you have made thus far is to waste it, as is to acknowledge that one missing puzzle piece is greater than the masterpiece you have accomplished thus far. It sucks in the moment, sucks really bad (I am in that moment presently), but it would suck far worse if I let this setback defeat me and then resigned myself to a bleak existence. Instead, I am choosing to acknowledge the disappointment and the setback, maybe even for the rest of the day, but am also choosing to start again tomorrow. I choose to not deign the path failed, but just that a branch fell in the way, and can remove it and continue onwards. I realize that I shouldn’t count on having everything figured out. Instead, I should move in the direction that I hope is the correct one, put my intention out to the universe, but realize that ultimately things will work out in the manner in which they should, regardless of how badly I want it.
So—it is up to you. Do you choose to lament on the bitter juice you’ve been handed, or choose to make lemonade?