Dilemmas delight my desire to take a head-on look at life’s catch 22’s and search inward for the answers and solutions that spark inspiration to generate right outcomes. Issues that I would once just wish and pray away are now better managed by adding some active action to active inaction.
Rushing waters and the pitiable look of a dried up riverbed exist as the same river at different lifetimes, all very gracefully: no shame, no huffing or pouting, no regrets as it continues to meander its way to the sea for a happily-ever-after consummation of Nature’s arrangement.
Is that how the Giver and Author of Life measure my lifetimes and gauge how I am holding up when the sunshine and rain meets joy and pain of bona fide living?
I am finding my way to where spirit, body and mind enjoy harmony and laughter, love and prosperity that surpasses the temporary highs and lows. Like the river, I will get there somehow.
Rushing waters and the pitiable look of a dried up riverbed exist as the same river at different lifetimes, all very gracefully: no shame, no huffing or pouting, no regrets as it continues to meander its way to the sea for a happily-ever-after consummation of Nature’s arrangement.
Is that how the Giver and Author of Life measure my lifetimes and gauge how I am holding up when the sunshine and rain meets joy and pain of bona fide living?
I am finding my way to where spirit, body and mind enjoy harmony and laughter, love and prosperity that surpasses the temporary highs and lows. Like the river, I will get there somehow.
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