“This is where I want to move.”
I stared at my mom somewhat in disbelief. We were on our way down to Florida and stopped at an adult-living community in Nashville. The moment we walked into a model home that was for sale, everything changed on a dime. Just like that, my 86-year-old mom and my sister decided to sell their house in Michigan and move to a brand new state–to a community where they knew no one.
Just like that.
On one hand, this move was a long time coming. Not long after my father passed away, my mother and sister expressed a desire to move. To where, they weren’t sure. They just knew that it was time to move on and downsize into a smaller place. The winters at the lake were long and isolating.
We contemplated a few different places, but nothing felt quite right. Nothing, that is, until they walked into the house in Nashville. We looked at a few other homes, but their hearts were set firmly and confidently on the first house. The vibe, the light, the energy– all of it tugged at their hearts.
So at 86 years of age, my mom is starting over in a new direction. I’m in awe. I’ve encountered so many others who have the “ageism” attitude– that they’re too old to embark on anything new. I’ve encountered this among various mid-life ages. It’s too late, they say. Life is either halfway or almost over. They pine away their time going in the same direction as always. What they’re waiting for, I don’t know, but I do know they’re going to get more of the same if they stay on the same-old/same-old track.
In his book, “The Art of Work,” Jeff Goins talks about the power of the pivot–the ability to move in a new direction from right where you are. “Even when all other opportunities are exhausted, you can always pivot,” Jeff explains. No matter the situation, one can always start right where they are in a new direction.
Last week, I took up surfing for the first time. I loved every minute of it, even when the board bounced up and hit me on the head. I managed two full rides to shore–and both times, I felt like a teenager without a care in the world. The next day, my 49-year-old body screamed in unusual places. That’s okay–I figure I have quite a few years ahead of me to learn how to surf properly and perhaps I can get some of these surfers to mentor me: Who Are You Calling Old?
So here’s what I hope you get from reading this post… I hope you take a good hard look at where you are today and then think about what direction you’d like to go in. Then take that step and pivot in that new direction. Learn something new. Connect with someone who can teach you what you’ve always wanted to learn. Go out and make a fool of yourself until you learn it.
Because you know what… if it doesn’t work out, you can simply pivot again in another direction.
Karen Putz is an author, speaker, and Passion Mentor who helps others unwrap their passions at any age. For fun, she walks on water with the assistance of a rope, boat, and driver. Connect with Karen via Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and her website: Ageless Passions.