The temporal confines of the human existence are but man-made constructs. . .
Depending on what is happening at any given moment in our lives, a single instant can feel as an eternity – both a gloriously utopian endlessness, or a perpetual hell.
Let not the prospect of enduring some abhorrent permanence frighten you, though… We DO have some choice in the matter. (Certainly the White Rabbit would say we do)!
Regardless of our situation, or the fervid pursuit your deepest fears make upon your wavering mind…we have the choice to still ourselves and focus on the positives in our lives. (And I’m willing to bet there is much to be thankful for). When we take a moment to breathe…to recognize we are still able to breathe…we give our system a chance to value “time.” We can tap into the present and either enjoy the pure bliss of it…or ground ourselves in the midst of fury, allowing our hearts, minds, and bodies to recognize “this too shall pass.”
I personally believe we are where we need to be, that life is ever presenting us with gifts in the form of lessons and experience. And though some moments are tougher than others, we find a way not only to survive…but to be stronger as a result.
Sometimes a moment is but a second in the eyes of – or at the hands of – the great clock. . . Sometimes a moment is so beautiful that we wish to capture and bottle it whole, to cherish for every new day we are given. Others are so dark we try to hold our breath in a prayer that it will vanish as quickly as it came…
In either case, the “deep breath” and a positive thought can help us to attain either… The elongation of the beauty, or a swift, but manageable end to tribulation. All in one split second.
I saw this a long time ago but it recently cropped up again…and I laughed, but with a shadow over my heart at the same time.
Much that there are areas in which I’m sure we all wish things could improve, most of us are a lot better off than we may remember at a given moment…
There are definitely days that instead of dealing with people who simply DON’T think…I’d rather try to dodge flying bats or killer whales. I’m sure bugs and penguins across the globe are not only cringing at my words, but that they might actually sit me down and say “gratitude is a beautiful thing. HAVE MORE, human.”
I can’t say they’d be wrong.
Last week was a busy, terribly trying week for my fiancé. Most people would bring that home with them… It could be in the form of silence, and deliberate distance. It could be worse, like yelling or taking out frustrations…
Instead, though, he sent me flowers. Sunny, happy-faced, yellow blooms to say thank you…just because.
I cannot speak for the masses, but I can speak for myself, from a heart brimming with gratitude. The thought ALONE is one that makes my eyes well up with tears – I’d be lying if I said I don’t have them as I type. For most of my Life (in fact, for ALL of it where significant others were concerned until he crossed my path) I’ve never known someone to be so aware, so caring, so kind…and so thoughtful.
When we love, we always do our very best to support our partners – Life is complicated and riddled with challenging days. But even then, days can bring us down. When we are in a partnership, remembering that another heart is at stake – and that we don’t always know everything that took place that day – is vital. As they say, people are always fighting a battle you know nothing about.
Knowing that I am as hopelessly flawed as the rest, I accept that I will make mistakes, cause frustrations, and maybe not always be able to right a bad day. But I will always try – if nothing else – to let my love know that he is appreciated, and that I notice the efforts and kindness put forth.
How honored and blessed and touched I felt to see these “Life gives you lemons, and lemons bloom” beauties…