What if the existential crisis of midlife is a rite of passage?
It can feel like life is ending. Many of us are so stressed about what’s next and how will I survive?
Should I stay married or separate? Stay in my job or leave?
Who are my friends? What do I believe?
Why am I always sad/angry/frustrated!?
The truth is that life IS ending as you know it.
It is a rite of passage and you can either go kicking and screaming or look deep into the abyss ahead of you. Listen out for the voice of those who came before you, your ancestors, Spirit and God and be called forward to what is next.
Trusting in the great mystery and maybe even eventually feeling excited by what surprises await you on the other side.
This takes courage, wisdom and commitment.
It means taking the time to go deeply within and face the long-held fear and deep-seated grief.
I’ve been following my own process for this rite of passage myself, and I can attest it is not for the faint-hearted.
But geez, the glimmers of the new are intoxicating.