This week I will finish the manuscript for What a Woman is Worth, and although it’s been a 16-month process, it has felt like my whole life. This week will also mark 100 days since an enormous, unexpected life change. And as I see my own story come out of me and into pages that I thought were just my project, I see that it is my whole life. It’s been 33 years in the writing and who knows how much longer and where the story will go. So I’m just inking out honesty best I can and letting go of needing to know the next chapter. I am learning gratitude for my story and openness to accept it, and 100 days can change a lot, most of all yourself, when you’re willing to allow it.
You can tell from the varied uses of 100 in the songs here that the concept is both grounding and distant, both so much and so little, depending on the perspective from which you look. A hundred years to live feels forever when you live it in loss; it feels fleeting when you live it in busyness. A hundred dollars is an enormous amount when you can barely afford bread; it’s far too little when you’re offered it for your soul. A hundred miles is an insurmountable distance when you’re going by foot; it’s nothing if you’re on a plane.
So for those joining the writing link-up this week, use the lens of 100 and stay open to the perspective you’re seeing. You might be surprised what it allows you to see of yourself.
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I love 100 Years. And you too.