~A storm is nature's way of kicking up dust, showing us the dark corners we've neglected so we can clean them out and begin anew. And sometimes storms are simply there to throw us off balance, to change the angle from which we view life and force us to see things from a different vantage point... even if that means looking up from our bottoms, mouth gaping wide~
Wild as the ocean, free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.
Wild as the ocean. Free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Life is like a wave that fools you. Once you think you've handled
one and can handle another... WHAM!!@ You're down hard...and just when
you think you can't take anymore ...there's a wonderful break in the
waves...long enough to see the beauty rising on the horizon giving you hope to continue. And in
that moment it all makes sense-fleeting as it is.
Life goes like
that continuously, repeatedly. Remember that. ~
What I'm realizing at the moment is...
We can't hold on to anything, not really, not forever. For everything
changes too much and at different paces. The only thing I can think of
that matters most to maintain throughout our lives, is our goodness. To be good, seek good and do good. Therefore, keep your hands soft.