Sometimes… life just feels rich. Memories and experiences and minutes full of sixty spectacular seconds all seep into my pores and fill me with tingles, shivers and bursts of energy. How exquisite is the human experience!
Sometimes every corner of my mind and heart feels stretched, warmed and stimulated to capacity…and I remember that I didn’t come into life to be forever lazy, safe and successful.
I came to dance, to feel a little scared now and then and then to feel exhilarated and triumphant. I came to learn and fall and recover and tell stories of how I stood up again with happy, grateful sighs and smiles.
I came to live.
I came to grow. I came to change and feel the light slowly settle into my eyes and heart and mind with beautiful, warm, illuminating rays.
I came to feel… to experience loneliness and uncertainty so that the hugs of my people seep, sticky and golden, into the deep and hard to reach places of my human heart.
I’m learning to love. I’m wanting to be superwoman for every need I see, because it feels so beautiful and freeing and noble. But, I’m also learning it’s important to let others be a superhero to me.
I’ve also to learn that superhuman acts are often done in unseen places, in caverns of human hearts and on humbly bowed knees. I’m learning that to love others more than myself is very liberating and can be very very painful. ….but always always worth it, in the end.
I came to learn that hearts and minds and spirits are malleable and divine. I’ve learned that people speak their own language, dream their own dreams, and understand their own thoughts… and that I want to understand their languages better.
I came to learn that I need others and they need me. There’s no climbing to the highest heights without a we, and a solitary victory of I is an awfully lonely place to be.
I came to do and then do better - and to by so doing learn the best way, a divine road I’m trying to follow day by day.
Today… reminded me of all these beautiful things. This afternoon, by embarrassing happenstance, I ended up in the bathroom in overwhelmed, stressed tears. It was just one of those days! And while I sniffled and hoped that nobody noticed my bloodshot eyes and hands full of kleenex, very kind strangers took good care of me. Two girls gave me a hug and said they hoped I would have a better day.
Two other girls left, only to come back with candy bars and chocolate milk from the vending machines.
People are good…. people are oh, so good… and they inspire me to be good too.
