The sun sets on another day...
Here I sit. Watching and waiting for the next roll of thunder. Each one is intense. Some more, some less, but still intense.
I have found that storms are very relaxing if you look at them right. The rolling clouds, the gentle or hammering thump of rain, the exciting light show, and more and more. If you set aside your fear, the storm rolling in can be the most relaxing thing going on.
Easy, yes, you don't know what will happen next, but then again, no one does. The sheer randomness of the entire event can only be described as "Wow!" Sometimes we need that. Sometimes to really find your center and your level of control you have to be out of control, perhaps completely. I find this reset can give you massive clarity, and I find that clarity allows for more success in anything.
Sounds good huh?
Maybe the next time you think the world is out of control, take a minute, step back, and see things a little differently. See the lost control as opportunity. See the thunder as a herald, and the lightning as lighting your path to greatness. Set aside your fear, and make the chaos your chaos.
So as the sun sets on another day, sometimes storms are pathways to success, maybe all the time storms are pathways to success if we only allow them to be. Push the moment, ride with the storm, and just keep rollin with it, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, breath deep, and enjoy the storm...
The sun sets on another day...
"Aha!," he said with much excitement and exhilaration. The day was afoot, not the game, the day. there were moments everywhere to be explored and experienced and his heart beat with a power of its own, well, because that is what hearts do.
I got ice cream today. As I sat waiting for my strange flurry of Butterfinger and Cheesecake I noticed the girls fingers were splinted. I asked what happened and got a treatise on dirt bikes and how not to fall. In the end we compared a finger and I told her it heals. Her only concern was if she would be able to ride after it heals and I stated without much medical information on my side at that moment that it was a most likely yes. She said it was good because she had a lot of riding to do in her future. She loved the thrill of riding dirt bikes, and loved the thrill of riding in general.
As I drove off I realized she was more than right, she was on target, quite literally, with how a life should be. Life should be about thrills. Not roller coasters and craziness but more, thrills to the heart, the soul, the mind. Real thrills. The thrills that don't last a few minutes and fade, but the thrills that last a lifetime and more.
sure, this is just another 29000 sunset post where some guy says how great we can be if we want to. Maybe. this one, however, is far more. This is where you focus on you, and take things to the next level. Where you realize that there are things that thrill you more than a little, perhaps more than a lot. Maybe those thrills are what we should be looking at. Maybe putting your heart out yet again is not a risk, but a way to feel your heart race when you touch someones hand. Maybe starting something new is a risk, or maybe the thrill of victory or defeat will take you to a new level and show you where you need to go. The list goes on, and the thrills are real, all we have to do is open ourselves to the possibilities.
Yes, sure, this is just another 29000 sunset post. I am pretty sure, however, that a thrill a day, well, it will make the world a better place.
So as the sun sets on another day, take the plunge, kiss the girl or guy, take a change, dream a dream, but make today a thrill you will never forget, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and love life some more...
The sun sets on another day...
Spectacular, awesome, awe inspiring and more come t mind as the colors painted the early evening sky. There can be no better sunset than the sunset you see, which one, you may ask? Every one.
I am told I use the word interesting too much, and I agree, but sometimes going into the necessary detail can be a chore in itself, or unnecessary at best. Today was an interesting day. I will not go into detail except there were massive highs and massive lows. You may be sitting on the edge of your seat wondering about how anything can be high or low or both at the same time, suffice it to say it can. Today I learned of betrayal, hurt, ran out of time, was praised, vilified, elated, out of time, awash with time, happy, and maybe a slight bit angry.
Wow. That can be a lot. I find there are a few people in life I can count on in the grand scope of it all, and I find the one I need to count on most is me. I think of the phrase,"we all have our crosses to bear" and as I do so I often wonder why. If we have a cross to bear, we can know it and move past it right? Somewhere in the scope of it all we can overcome and forgive ourselves our crosses, and in the process overcome the angst associated. Dickens was clear that we forge the chains in life we carry in the afterlife, but those chains can be reduced as well. The miserly and less than nice person can find redemption if they see inside themselves and go beyond that simplistic idea of "I am right" and instead embrace "there are possibilities". I sit here wondering of the crosses we carry and the chains that bind them not with sadness or a heavy heart but instead with clarity of mind that in the end, if we only have 29000 sunsets to us, we have to shed the crosses and chains to make our lives complete. We have to overcome out crosses that we built, and unshackle the chains that we forged.
I spoke to someone once that had the most terrible secret. They were so sure that everyone in the world would hate them if they only knew. I listened, and in the end, their secret was difficult, but not insurmountable and it was a doorway into a solution, a doorway into being a better person. I am not saying it was not difficult for them, but it was not insurmountable, and in the end that person should find redemption in themselves knowing there is a solution for every problem.
We can all do it, we can all let go of our yucky stuff if we only try.
So as the sun sets on another day, consider well the depth of who you are, and in the process, let go of the difficult, the painful, and worse. Be at peace and leave the crosses and chains to the side, step forward and enjoy your day, enjoy your sunset, and enjoy your life, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and bless us every one...
The sun sets on another day...
The sunset came and went as I was dozing. A long day, a long week, a long month. In the end, I saw the aftermath, and the twilight shone bright in the evening sky.
There are so many jokes out there about paddling faster because we hear banjos, and they are all based on a fun movie called Deliverance. Now I say fun in an interesting manner as the movie was not as fun as it was suspenseful and over the top and painted a poor picture of people in the country. I later thought it similar to a movie called "Southern Comfort" that had equally disastrous results in the country. All of that is unimportant information.
I thought a lot today about paddling through life. Let's say we are all in a canoe. We are trying to get somewhere and we need to get there with our paddles. (See, paddle faster?) To do so we need perseverance and some other things. What you may ask? (Or you may have fallen asleep or moved on thinking this is oh so lame.) So what do you need?
You need Communication for one. You can't get to the same place unless you know where that place is. A lot of people make assumptions that we know where we are going, but it is only true if we tell each other where to go. (Sometimes quite literally)
We also need Cooperation. People cannot move at all without cooperation. Today I stopped at a Taco Bell for, well, a Taco. When I did A man was trying to start his car and put it in neutral and coaster back in the road. He and another man tried to push the Escalade, and it did not move. It didn't move because one was pushing then the other. I ran to the back of the car and said "Push" and one other joined and we put it back in the parking place. If others had not joined and we did not cooperate traffic would have been blocked up all day. (Well it is Taco bell) Cooperation works. In deliverance one person said what to do but the group worked together to escape, and guess what, that works. (Working together)
Compassion seems unimportant until you get slapped down a flight of stairs, or left in the open ocean with everyone else taking off with your canoe. Communication sometimes isn't enough, sometimes we need to feel, and in doing so, understand people around us a little better. For some it is hard, for others it just makes sense, but always it is a matter of feeling and responding to those feelings.
Hmm, sounds good.
So as the sun sets on another day. The banjos are getting closer. If you want to get clear you have to get your canoe out. Talk to the people you are with, paddle together, make it work, and understand the feelings of those around you. Communication, Cooperation, and Compassion can make it work, and of course a little arm and upper body strength. Now get to paddling and have a happy day, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and keep on paddling...