Perhaps there are some questions left unasked, mysteries best ignored. It could be that our lives might grow round and full with peace if we were more able to go with the flow and allow life to happen rather than hope to manipulate the pieces. After all, who can really gain control of their tomorrows? Tomorrow is but an illusion, an apparition of what may be. By the time tomorrow arrives, it has matured into Today, and that is all we ever really have. Now. Or never now. It’s a simple choice really.
So, perhaps the anguish of soul we have all experienced pondering the who, what, when, where and why of our future could be set aside in favor of a hopeful outlook and an attitude of preparation. I have discovered, however, that there is one simple question I never want to forego: how? The introspection required to even utter the word is what sets the great apart from the masses. For in order to ask “How,” one must be standing on the brink of impossibility, willing to take the next (last?) apocalyptic step, leaning into the void, and hold no hope of success. But it is this very moment, the very act of embracing the impossible, that proves the measure of our dreams.
2 Comments
19 September 2008 at 10:22 am
I’m so jealous that this stuff is just hangin’ in a folder named DRAFTS. Thanks for bring it out into the open – I am inspired.
5 December 2008 at 8:26 am
I am like Shannon. So jealous of the spring that brings this to “our world” from yours. Thank you. I too, am inspired.