There is a magic in beginnings.
That is what I hear when I think about starting this project for real.
“For real,” I say- like I haven’t been carrying the message of Heart, Mind, Body, and Soul with me for over twenty years, like I haven’t been living by it’s framework for the past two as I try to understand, control, and live with my depression and anxiety. But even though I feel compelled to explore this concept and what it means to my healing and overall sense of well-being, I have been hesitant to share what I find, to write it down. Because that’s scary.
Even though it’s the only thing I really want to do.
So I tell myself there is magic in beginnings, and then decide to find out where that phrase even comes from. Did I hear it from Gretchen Rubin or Elizabeth Gilbert or Oprah? It’s likely. When I say I am a fan of these women, this is no shallow praise. I dig the message they are all selling. It all comes together like a recipe for me: combine heaping cups of eudaimonia with dashes of self-acceptance and forgiveness, season with the Secret to taste (optional), and add creativity, boundless like garlic; there is always room for more. I can hear “There is magic in beginnings” in any of their voices, voices now familiar because I hear them on podcasts and Ted Talks.
Maybe they all said it.
But none of them said it first.
Turns out, the words echoing in my head are a paraphrase of Meister Eckhart, a 14th-century mystic, philosopher, and theologian whose origin sounds so badass I feel the need to include it here: dude’s from “near Gotha, Landgraviate of Thuringia in the Holy Roman Empire,” now known as Central Germany.
Also turns out, the real quote is better than the one I was using:
“And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.”
And so, it’s time.