For Emese!
Sometimes stuff just happens-you hear
something, see something in some way
and it completely transforms your life. It
touches you in the depths of your soul, your heart starts beating faster and
suddenly out of the well of sadness answers arrive-or perhaps questions that
one can answer. Thus the past week has been kind of a crossroad that I have
arrived at rather painfully-an end, but that always leads one to a new beginning. Waking up. Ah, yes-September
#9 in numerology. Endings-wisdom and initiation. New energy-light coming up next month, #10. But, #9 has the highest vibrational
frequency apart from the master numbers. Yes, I do have #33 in my path.
Choices
we make in life that we have to live with are often hard to make, yet at times
life just simply offers it to us in a serendipitous encounter. What happened, is a very sorrowful moment now
for me in time. Thus I shall not reveal what happened-non the less, life has changed and shook me back
into realization that everything comes to an end once. At times I seem to
forget my own favourite quote; “nothing is permanent but change”. And no, it is not a man. I have said it many
times before but it is now that I truly see life with eyes of spirit.
I have always been very good at making
lists of things I want to do, generally at night-the next morning it is hard to
accomplish or follow it up with action-something like going to the health club,
keeping to a diet, organizing things, saying those daily affirmations or mantras above all keeping to the plan,
living through mindfulness completely. But-one needs to plan the work and work
the plan –at this I needed a few hard lessons-thus I have arrived –walking
backwards from hence I started-as you so plainly said in one of your blogs, “my
other self”. Remember?
Time waits for no man-just yesterday it
seems I was a mere child, yet now my child has children. So where does that
leave me? Well, leads me to action, to a purpose, to my goal-merely
recognizing, seeing my dharma crystal
clear. All those "should haves, could haves, would haves" have come home to roost.
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