In Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert writes, “Deep in her soul, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she would gaze out over the solitude of her life with desperate eyes, seeking some white sail in the mists of the far-off horizon. She did not know what this chance event would be, what wind would drive it to her, what shore it would carry her to, whether it was a longboat or a three-decked vessel, loaded with anguish or filled with happiness up to the portholes. But each morning, when she awoke, she hoped it would arrive that day, and she would listen to every sound, spring to her feet, feel surprised that it had not come; then at sunset, always more sorrowful, she would wish the next day were already there.”
Are we all waiting like Madame Bovary? And what are we waiting for?
Are we waiting until we finish the course, get the promotion, fall in love, have a child, buy a house, or lose some weight?
And what happens with our life while we are waiting for the perfect time or opportunity? The days pass and they are non-refundable. Each moment will never come around again.
As Barack Obama once said, “Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”
We have to play the cards we are dealt and make a winning hand out of them. Joseph Campbell said, “You must give up the life you planned in order to have the life that is waiting for you.”
So instead of looking off into the horizon, look into the mirror. What you see there is all you need. Don’t wait another minute.