I believe in this sentiment almost more than any other. I believe that life is beautiful, and also that it is a (rather precious) gift. So too are those we love most – we have all known the pain of loss.
I’ve had my fair share of bad moods, but I’ve always tried to remember this principle, especially with those closest to me, and especially when things aren’t going right. When I was young, my parents used to say it was important to adopt this attitude, and to do my best to move past an ill temperament, because you really never know… So when someone in my family was traveling, or moving, or heading off to school…it was important to part on a happy and loving note. Always.
Because life can also be a challenge (understatement), it’s easy to forget how fleeting our time is. I saw this wonderful post on Instagram this week and it reminded me of the above idea…as well as the importance of fixating more on our blessings (because, again, there are many), and we never know when fate will come to greet us, or those we love.
I can only hope to live until an old and grey age…and to maintain a happy, thankful attitude along the way. I know that struggles will come, but I want to be the way the lovely Lydia is (at 112)!!! That’s my honest goal – a peaceful, happy, grateful life, filled with the people I love most (who know I love them most)… Here we are at the end of the first month of the year, no better time to revisit my goals and dreams!
A lofty goal, indeed, but one the empathetic INFJ in me has always endeavored to attain for those in the deepest recesses of my heart. . .
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.
Once upon a time, in the wee stages of life, the darkness felt too vast and terrifying to bear – my heart would shudder at the thought and I needed some external source to light the way.
And yet, as I grew older, I began to realize there was nothing within the inky blackness that had the power to hold sway over me. For indeed there was a light inside of me that shone brighter than the sun and moon…and it is a light that does not extinguish, no matter what night…neither life…has to say.
We usually learn this one AFTER the fact…