Dirty little i word

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Never too old, never too bad, never too late,
never too sick to start from scratch once again.
~ Bikram Choudhury

I recently met a fellow yogini living halfway(?) across my world who shares a like-mindedness.  We’re both forty [cough cough] something and seeking to fully live each day with no regrets.  She ran across my blog and asked if she could share my story of indulgence.  Indulgence?  Me?  I’ve always been of the mindset that word was dirty — self-seeking.  But when I read her blog, I understood it’s all about saying yes to life.  Returning to school as a non-traditional student and changing careers mid-life — recreating myself — all of it a form of indulgence.  I’ve been accused of sporting a mid-life crisis, but I prefer to call it a mid-life awakening.  No crisis going on over here.  Just the desire to wake up Someday and, with a contented sigh, realize the best thing I ever did for myself was follow my heart.

What is your biggest indulgence?