The Beginning

In the truest pursuit of wondering about what lies around the next corner--we are often resolved to being scared because we are not insomuch aware that we are attempting a rather onerous task of figuring out life.  What the "life pursuit" tells us is that we must live in the fear of not knowing because life based in fear will motivate us to find out much more about our ability to be resilient.  In all honesty, the only two true emotions of fear and love give us a rather poignant precipice from which we glance our ability to either exist in transition or crumble from its uncertainty.

We have a choice in life.  That choice is a split of 50/50 right down the middle----no possibilities in between.  Our choice is to realize our life's situation is not so much a universal game of chess, but rather it is a craft---a tapestry of sorts that is woven with careful reactions to what our journey gives to us.  We get the choice to wallow in our self pity---in the mire of what we deem our defining moments or we get the choice to embrace those entrances and exits in life which will teach us how we are to navigate the road.

Far too long I've been given to resisting the fears I have because of the nature of the flight or fight response.   Here lately, I've been beginning again---the approach that says I will embrace what is coming at me because I have the choice to let it teach me a valuable lesson about living a life that is grounded in hope, in excitement and in resilience.  Instead of making the choice to push back or to negate what is happening in life---I've chosen to embrace it, to rest with it awhile---and then when that "resting period" is over, to release it and to give it back to the universe therein sending with it all of the negative emotions and leaving with me the positive lessons.

Everyday, when I let my dogs out into the back yard for their morning run---I take time to sit on the stairs of my tiny cottage.  I breath in the air whether it be humid or crisp.  I let it fill my lungs.  I listen for the sounds around me--sometimes traffic, sometimes a train even sometimes my dogs growling as the play on the wet grass.  I embrace those sounds, I smile about hearing them.  I breath again.  My thoughts begin to pick-up.  Thoughts about what the day is to bring, what needs to be done.  I allow them to enter my mind---to rest there before I send them on and once again listen to what is going on around me.  I center myself.  I continue breathing and checking my body for its quirky aches and pains brought on by an often times deep sleep.  I let those aches and pains help me to focus on knowing myself.  The intricacies of what makes me live---I'm alive.  After about fifteen minutes of doing this---I realize that I'm present in the day and ready for the journey.

The beginning again and again and again.  That is life---that is engaging.  We are but able to make our journey exactly what it is by allowing those feelings to permeate our existence, allowing those fears to keep us alive and by allowing love to direct our intentions.  The beginning is here.