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Wednesday, June 8, 2016

The Winds of Life

There are two events in life: let what happens happen and grab every moment.  They are not exclusive of each other.  It’s a choice we make each day.  Do we lie in bed or rise to the morning?  Do we reach out a hand or sit back and watch?  Which are you?

Do you feel like life leads you by a chain, your every movement predicted?  Do you grab hold of the things you wish to happen and never let go?

We all vary.  It is both our gift and curse.  There is no easy answer.  What we perceive as reality is drawn to us.  What we desire can change from moment to moment.

I have heard people explain the difference between a writer and an author.  An author is considered someone that is published, presented by their peers, vindicated by someone who believes in them.  A writer writes.  They cannot do otherwise.  The words simply do not stop even though no one hears the pin drop in the forest.

But I suggest we are all authors/writers, that the two cannot be separated.  We create from the world around us.  We perpetuate a reality that influences our peers.  We are originators, whether we accept that destiny or not.

A glass of water spills upon a person in a restaurant.  I saw this happen to a very dear friend.  She jumped up, completely surprised.  However, instead of rising in anger, she rose with astonishment and immediately forgave the waitress with such genuine feeling, it turned the whole event into a wondrous experience.

As a group, we bonded.  At the situation, we laughed.  We enjoyed life.

Every action we take, regardless of how it happens, is recorded in life’s great stream of events.  Nothing is forgotten.  Whether judged as good or bad, happy or sad, all of life builds, forming the journey our reality will create.

It is magic, a magic from a world that we cannot see.

It is music, whose melody is uniquely us.

It is hope, when the winds of time push us strongly forward.

Destiny calls us.  The choices we make determine its inflection.  We feel the rumble as worlds shift at our every whim.

Be the author you were meant to be.  Find the hope, the love, the universe inside of you.  Be the joy to a child, a wonder to the one you love, an inspiration to those you may never know.

You can do it.  You are doing it even now.  There are no mistakes in creation.

Be the wonderful person that you are and sail the oceans of adventure with me.

Here is my hand.  Let’s go!

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