Life is an uncertain path for the most part. We choose and pick our way through it striving for whatever need or desire is pushing our buttons at the moment. Some of us are born with this dream of what we want to do, how we will do it and pretty much get on the path straight on. Others dream but not of one, or two things but zillions of things they want to do. It’s a harder path since the path changes all the time.
Matters not the type of path you have or all the good intentions in the world. Life happens to us – each and every day. Something unplanned for, unexpected rears it’s head and changes the landscape just a bit. Some people take it as it comes and others are totally unbalanced by it. Matters not what it is, be the experience/happening/conversation/life stopper or life starter event…it’s how we react to it.
I know this in my mind. I know this in my soul. Other people may not understand that the ultimate end of the event or path we take because of it, relies slowly upon their shoulders, in the deep recesses of their conscious/unconscious. I do though, I’ve lived it. I’ve tried in my life to learn the discipline of it. The acceptance of the responsibility of what this event is, and how it might change our lives, lies with me. Many years later of “just living my life” later finds me failing to live it.
Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road, but practice daily the acknowledgement that you own it. Practice your acceptance and response with the little things in life. How we react to something someone says, or doesn’t say to us. Practice how big or little we allow the argument to ruffle our feathers and upset our relationship, or not. Practice with all your heart and soul forgiving yourself and others and loving the condition. Practice smiling at others instead of frowning from the worry in your head. Practice stilling your thoughts about yesterday or tomorrow and focus on making good happen here in the now of your life.
We each walk our own paths. Fortunately most of us are blessed with family and friends. These other occupants in our lives assist us and help us but cannot make our decisions for us. Ultimately, we must find the peace to coexist but the ability to stand on our own. I know this but I have not practiced this so much lately in my own life.
I’ve spent over a year now, just wandering idly about like some goof (that I am). Not really appreciating that the clock is seriously ticking, while I sit spending time doing much of nothing worthwhile in the grand scheme of things.
I continue to say, I’m going to start this, do that, yada yada yada. I don’t even believe it myself. Talking to myself yesterday (yes, at least it wasn’t out loud), I asked what my Mom would say. She was the one that could pull me out of my self mired in myself. I heard her voice breathtakingly clearly say…Rickey Jane pull yourself up by your bootstraps and get on with it. Staying in one place for so long can only hurt you. Start living your life again, because no one else is going to do it. Damn it, she as usual is right.
Instead of just picking a path to start on and begin wandering once more. I think I will sit here just a bit longer. I will sit and study this situation just a bit longer. I will make a plan. Then I will drum up the will power and conscious thought to own that plan. I will accept responsibility for my plan before I even begin it.
I will pull myself up by my bootstraps and walk the rest of my life from a plan with a goal at the end of it. I will fill my days with things that must be done to insure I reach my tiny, then bigger, then biggest goal. I will firmly place one foot in front of the other on that yellow brick road. I will own the responsibility for my life’s story and eventually the end of it.
Love can change the world but only if we share it.
Peace and love to you and yours, Rickey