A story..... There was a time when everyone falls. Theres alway some glimmer of hope, inspiration and direction. It just depends on how close were listening. There was a time life seemed easy. When the stories we are told is the dreams we aspire to be. The white picket fence and the idea of what a life should be. Then something happens and we are left question everything. Believing we have failed in some way. Heres a thought what lessons do we learn if we have everything. What lesson is to be learned if we build a life to someone elses expectation. The truth is we never live!!! Wisdom doesnt come from books It doesnt come from success it comes from being a student of life, overcoming our challenges and really listening to those around us without judgement or prejudice. There was a time in my life where I was lost.... There was a time where I felt I failed... There was a time where I surrendered and said...I am listening, I am here and I am humbled... Sometimes we have the answers and all we have to do is trust ourselves. I wrote a piece of poetry when I was pregnant about how I believed people were like beach rocks and we were thrown against the shore. To rumble around and to be totally vulnerable to our environment. We together made our way to those who we sit with on the shore until we one day returned to the sea. That we are all made the same just fragmented and scattered. I wrote this in the most uncertain time. I was pregnant and alone. All I knew was that this new life was part of me and another piece to my life that I was missing.... Years later when I was in the south of France I looked out my hotel window. There were people stopping in cars parking and taking a blanket and a book. There were women, children and business people. Some alone and some together. I packed a bag and set out to simply be alone and enjoy a nice moment with people. Not to talk or to listen simply to sit and think. After what seemed like forever it crossed my mind that what I had written years ago made sense and I felt connected. I felt more at peace than I ever had. More comforted by the random people sharing the silence and more spiritually connected than Ive ever felt before. Enjoying the moment I picked up a rock and I broke in my hand like the most tired delicate flower that was wilted and waiting to be free. Inside there was a fossil...my mouth dropped and suddenly everything made sense. That in this life to never forget we are part of something, we are together and in the moment we realize we are like haves of a broken stone we have the ability to preserve life. Ive carried that rock with me from the south of France, Mexico, Alberta Nlfd and anywhere else to remind me to never forget!! I left 17 years ago looking for something. It was in my journey that I found what I was looking for. It wasnt a job, it wasnt anything I could buy, build or acquire. It was something I needed to learn. Thought of the Day... Surrender to be the student, ask the questions and wait for the answers! That in our failures we learn the greatest lessons. The tree that wilts and ages spreads the seeds for the future. Those seeds are vulnerable and free. They plant and life grows strong. It is in our ignorance that we find wisdom and together we will sit together and weather the storms. At least you know when things are broken they are always part of something bigger!!
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 13:02:53 +0000
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