Life is like a flight of stairs. We look at all we have in front of us and it isn’t always easy to stomach. We may not be the most fit or maybe it’s as simple as just wanting to reach the destination quickly. Who wants to show up sweaty, after all? Wherever you are headed, stairs just may not be the choice you’re willing to take.
Have you ever noticed when you have chosen to take the stairs how each one you climb hurts more than the last? Like, why am I so winded? Why are my muscles so tight?
Each step takes more out of us because each level requires more of us.
There’s no way around it. You want the job but you need a degree. Obtaining a degree will cost you four years of your life. How bad do you want the opportunity? You want the spouse but you have to go through the dating woes. How bad do you want marriage? You want the house but your credit needs work? How bad do you want the house?
Life calls us to step it up if we want to experience the fullness of our potential. We cannot reach our goals if we are unwilling to climb. We have to sweat. We have to get dirty. We’ll lose time, lose friends, maybe even lose money. All losses aren’t negative, however, because taking the stairs will cause us to lose weight. We have to make sacrifices; it’ll show us what we’re truly made of.
If we want it, we have to WORK for it.
It was hard for me to take the leap for what I wanted when I decided to pursue a career in psychology. It was comfortable just being a writer, writing stories to help others live better lives. Then one day it hit me that what I had was not enough to move my career to the level of its fullest potential. I wanted to help people live better by getting to the root of their problems and circumstances; unhitching the stories that they’d been dragging through life that have kept them stuck; recognizing the patterns that keep attracting the same stuff into their lives. In order for me to do any of those things, I needed credentials that exceeded published author. I needed paper. Enrolling in college was the next step in my journey. It was hard. I fought, cried, sweated, and let me tell it, I bled. But it was a requirement for the next destination. I had to be willing to take the steps in order to reach the next level.
And that’s just it: what is required of our dreams, goals, and aspirations should not come easy. We want to elevator our way to accomplishments, then wonder why we don’t feel accomplished. Hitting a button will not yield the same results as pushing open a door and climbing the steps in front of us to reach to the next floor and the floor after that and the floor after that.
There are lessons we have to learn every step of the process.
Each step teaches us something new. We have people we are supposed to meet and experiences we must take part in that if we move up too quickly, we’ll miss out on. You may arrive to your destination with your heart beating at a normal pace and your thighs and glutes not constricting, but will you feel the reward of receiving what you worked for?
Still cool with taking the elevator? Faster is not better. And what happens if the elevator malfunctions leaving you stuck–can’t go up or down? The elevator route may not be the safest nor the most beneficial. That goes the same for life: We often wish we had taken the faster route to success, marriage, buying that house, starting a business, etc., but when it’s all over we realize that by taking our time, taking those steps, we saved ourselves from failure, heartache, bankruptcy, missed opportunities, etc.
The next time you have to choose between the stairs and the elevator, choose the route that will cost you less in the long run.
By the way, the elevator is crowded anyway.