“That feels like a lifetime ago.” A friend recently made this comment to me, but for some reason, this time it grabbed my attention. It’s a common saying that I’ve heard dozens of times. So what was different this time? This time it made me realize something fascinating: women live many lifetimes in their lifespan. And it's not until we step back a bit that we can see them.
A young woman approached me not long ago about writing her book to share her life story. And by young, I mean 23 years old. Young, right? I admit I chuckled at first, thinking life story? You’re still a child! But then I read her rough draft manuscript. And that’s when the concept of lifetimes took root for me.
Reflecting on my own lifespan I could see several lifetimes taking shape. My childhood, high school and college, my first marriage, my 30’s, 40’s. Each being shaped and punctuated by the experiences within that segment of life. Some were defined by the number of years I’ve been on this planet. But they all had some connection to what I was trying to accomplish; what I was pouring my energy and focus into at that moment.