A blink. The flicker of the eye that takes less than a second. A snap in time. A blip in the vast space of infinity. Involuntary swiftness. A definition of quickness.
In a blink, my blue eyed daughter grew into a woman.
In a blink, my tow headed baby boy grew into a man.
In a blink, my infant granddaughter is in college.
In a blink, I am over 60 and wondering how that happened.
In a blink, my mother is over 90.
In a blink, my dad is gone.
In a blink, life roars forward, carrying us along with it, helpless in the swiftness of the current. The persistence of the path. It is aggressive. It is bossy. It is never-ending. It proceeded before us and will continue long after us. It is a non-stop journey.
If there are lessons to be learned in life, from this journey, I feel that the inevitability of life’s path screams fiercely of a plan that is inescapable. That our fateful passage has been set and we are guided along yielding to the course that we are destined to be on. We are living the life we are supposed to live.
Yes, we’ve made choices. Many have been wrong. Many right. Yes, we’ve hurt and been hurt. Yes, we’ve had struggles. And pain. And days of suffering. Days of questioning.
But, in our choices, we’ve learned.
In our hurt, we’ve felt compassion and remorse.
In our struggles, we’ve felt relief, joy, and pride.
In our pain, we’ve gained strength and resilience.
In our suffering, we’ve become humble and compassionate.
In our questions, we’ve found patience and fortitude.
But the fact remains that we are here and life kept moving on, in spite of our discouragement and the worries in our life. In spite of our anger. Our losses. Or our cries.
Calm waters were waiting.
Surrendering to the journey is acceptance. Belief that in the unveiling of this passage, one realizes that our decisions and choices in our life are all for a purpose. That it is all part of the plan to make us who we are supposed to be. To let us live the life we are supposed to live. And live it with joy.
I am so grateful to be at this place in my life where I can live fully with the knowledge that all the events of my life have led to where I am now. And body, mind, and spirit are in agreement that it’s a good place to be. I have nothing left to prove.
All that I have is all that I need. And the truth of that is freedom.
Freedom to live fully.
Freedom to love, without boundaries or explanation.
Freedom to explore all that life offers.
Freedom to speak without fear.
Freedom to be all that I can be.
I look at my life. My husband. My children. My grandchildren. My family and those that I love. And I know that I am blessed. I am completely head-over-heels in love with the gift of them in my life. Their goodness overwhelms me. Their faces ground me. Their lives complete me. My heart is so full of love for each of them and my sensitive soul already mourns the quickness of time. Who knew that this journey would move so fast….
The importance of this message is critical.
Believe in the path that you are on. Believe that, no matter how rough it is, it will turn out ok. Feel the freedom in this revelation and know that calm waters are near. My dad, who was a very wise man, always told us. “Everything will turn out the way it’s supposed to.” Believe in that wisdom and live it.
Live fully. Live freely. Embrace all that life can give. Embrace your children and theirs. Embrace the privilege of aging. Embrace love in all its forms. Love entirely and completely, without doubt, without delay, without regret. Live a life that’s worthy of the gift you’ve been given.
This fleeting, sweet, beautiful gift of life.