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Not too long ago, I called my friend Carol to wish her a happy birthday. Carol is one of those friends I think of as "having it all." You know what I mean: 20 years of marriage with a great husband; three smart, healthy, attractive children; a summer house in Vermont; and a full time job as a speechwriter - working from her home office, with a view of the backyard and surrounding trees.

But the question she asked me on her birthday was, "Why am I so miserable?"

Now, my first reaction was the semi-jealous thought: "If I had everything you have, I would be thrilled!" But she's an old friend, so I asked her what was wrong.

Her first answer was "Nothing." But the more she talked, the more I heard about the incredible number of obligations and commitments she has to fulfill, from work deadlines to helping fund college tuitions.

"I don't have time to take a walk, " she said. "I don't know when I exercised last."

And I had a strange epiphany.

Being single, I keep thinking that all I want is a commitment (to the right man, of course) - but here Carol had so many commitments to others that she didn't have an ounce of time or energy left over. As I mused over the irony, it hit me that single or coupled, what we both needed to do was commit to our own happiness.

By the end of the conversation I was urging Carol to make one more commitment - to herself - for a daily walk in the woods behind her office. I hung up, realizing that being single wasn't so awful and that longing for marriage was depriving me of living in the present moment.

In "The Art of Happiness," His Holiness The Dalai Lama says that seeking happiness is actually the entire purpose of life. So whether we think our most profound happiness will come from making a loving commitment with the perfect man or woman, or having children, or winning that next promotion, we can't ignore the fact that we are just as alive, and just as deserving of happiness this minute - whatever the future may bring.

My mother is part of a quilting group that has met every week for 30 years. Several years ago, she gave me a beautiful all-white quilt for my birthday. The intricate patterns revealed scraps of fabric that I recognized from all different parts of my life... from kitchen curtains to party dresses. And the back has a special message from my mom to me, signed with love.

My mother's friend Kate also thought about making a quilt for her daughter, who, like me, is a single woman in her 40s. But Kate had always planned to make that special quilt for her daughter's wedding even though the daughter had not dated for some time, and had no immediate prospects. My mother's advice to Kate? "Make the quilt. And when your daughter gets married, make her another one!"

Kate made the quilt. and her daughter loved it. What my mother helped her friend realize is that our lives are happening right now. and opportunities to have wonderful experiences shouldn't wait.

That understanding - that your life is happening right now - is the first step toward making a commitment to yourself. But making that commitment can feel very scary - in fact, it can feel at least as risky and dangerous as making a lifetime commitment to someone else. Perhaps even more so, because there's a nagging feeling that if you fail, there's no one to catch you. And let's face it, it's hard to face new challenges alone.

 

But I'm living proof there's a reward for making the leap. After almost 20 years of working in advertising agencies, I lost my job in early 2001. It's no fun being laid off, but I had a small feeling of relief.and resolve. After years of long hours, hard work, and intense emotional discussions about how best to sell credit cards and toothpaste, I made a commitment to live a more balanced life and do work I really loved, which meant creating a career for myself as a writer. It was a risk -- but I figured the worst thing that could happen was that I'd have to go back and get a "real" job!

One of the first big lessons I learned was that taking even the baby steps of a new career was exciting and spiritually rewarding. I was doing something nobody else could have done for me--and just making the attempt felt like a huge accomplishment. Something about making this change in how I saw myself also seemed to change the fabric of the universe. For once I found the courage to identify myself as a writer (and believe me, it took time and lots of coaching from friends), the rest of the world obligingly went along with me. I started finding writing assignments, and my work started catching up with my hopes - and my vision.

Making a commitment to yourself, of course, isn't just for big, life-altering events. A couple of years ago, my brother was on the golf course, huffing and puffing to get across the links. He saw a fellow twice his age walking easily across the course. and realized something had to change. So my brother made a commitment to himself to get healthier. He didn't make a drama out of it: One day, he simply started eating less and walking on the treadmill every night - and within months, he'd accomplished his goal.

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