I Got My Life Puzzle All Wrong

by Carol Hess on December 19, 2011

I was just reading Sandi Amorim’s post, Just Because You Can Doesn’t Mean You Should, and I realized something.  I’ve had it all wrong when it comes to the puzzle I call My Life.

I think of my interests and hobbies and skills and experience and passions and dreams as pieces to my life puzzle.  Which means they have to neatly fit into a specific place in the scheme of my life, right? They are all interconnected and, when slipped into the right place at the right time, will neatly interlock to form my life, right?

Wrong!  I got my life puzzle all wrong.

My life isn’t a neat little puzzle with straight edges into which I can fit everything from my love of cats to a fascination with rocks and crystals.  I’m a complex, complicated person with lots of ins and outs and ups and downs and twists and turns.

So if I’m that complex, why on earth do I think the puzzle pieces of my life will fit together, much less form a tidy rectangle?  They won’t.  They don’t.

Phew!  What a relief!

You mean my love of diagraming rooms and cutting out pieces of paper for furniture and playing with different furniture arrangements doesn’t mean I have to become an interior designer?  You mean I can play just to play? Wow, what a novel concept!

I’m not going to beat myself up for thinking all these years that my life’s puzzle was a rectangle with straight edges.  After all, I’m an organized person who prefers neat and tidy and sensible.  So of course I want my life to be neat and tidy with all the pieces fitting in and making sense.

Let’s face it.  I’m just not a huge fan of messy, disorderly, and impractical.  There are times I wish I were, but I’m not.  Not really.  But that doesn’t mean I don’t accept and even enjoy the messy, disorderly, and impractical sometimes.

I’m going to stop trying to jam all my puzzle pieces together so they’ll fit and just relish those odd-shaped pieces for what they are – what makes me and my life that much more interesting.

What about you?  What are some of the pieces of your puzzle that defy fitting into place?

P.S.     When I was a child, we used to set up a jigsaw puzzle at my grandparents’ home to entertain us grandkids on a rainy day.  My Uncle Bubs would steal a puzzle piece when no one was looking so he could always be the one to put the last piece in place.  Now you know from what kind of twisted people I’m descended.  (Uncle Bubs, may you rest in peace, you are so busted!)

by Carol Hess


Categories Carol's Musings, The Art of Star Polishing, The Mind Game

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avatar Sandi Amorim December 19, 2011 at 6:11 pm

I think I would have liked your Uncle Bubs 😉


avatar Carol Hess December 20, 2011 at 12:01 am

Yes, Sandi, you probably would have. He would have loved you.


avatar Charlotte Rains Dixon December 20, 2011 at 11:19 am

I actually clicked over here from Sandi’s post and this is a great follow up to it. I love the idea of looking at my life as if it is a puzzle with pieces that don’t fit. Great imagery is popping up in my mind. One of the best things to learn about being creative is that you can just do it to be doing it, period. Do it because. But that’s a difficult concept for our society to grasp, instead we’re indoctrinated to believe everything has to have a purpose. Thought-provoking post!


avatar Carol Hess December 20, 2011 at 1:52 pm

“…you can just do it to be doing it, period.” Exactly, Charlotte! Some of the richest moments in life are when we are engaged in something “purposeless.” So glad you swung by here at Star Polisher. Welcome! And thanks for joining the conversation.


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