Life is so...hmmm...

What?...The only thought that comes to my mind is real or not. What is real? Can you really tell the difference? There are so many instances where I honestly cannot separate those experiences that are real and those that are dreams. Life IS...That's it... 

Life IS. That is a good enough thought.

Living is supernal. 
Breathing is unlike any experience. 
Drowning feels real. 
Living and actually engaging in life is ethereal, and I can live with that. 

If I am having a day where I feel like death...I am not living, I am not engaging and I am not connected. 
                                    I am merely existing....Like a lifeless log. 

No, even logs have purpose. 

Life is meant to be a heavenly experience. It is not meant to be simple, it is meant to be rich and wildly engaging so to increase our understanding of all the mysteries and complexities, and we can achieve this through faith. We have to believe to understand, and we must hope because with that same belief we are motivated to move forward and persevere. It is messy. But messes are the great process of creating. As we create, we can perfect. I have felt this as I have created four children. I know I have become better as I have created each of these children. Each little person brings out all of my attributes both good and bad, but if I just let go of the need to DO things perfectly and just focus on being their mom. Man, it feels great. I look at them entirely different. They are a reflection of me, not their actions. To me that counts. Life is exactly that not what we DO but what we become. 

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