Meeting and talking with so many people in my life, I reflect on it as such a long and wonderful journey. We don't even realize how we touch the lives of others when we do, but I see how they touched my life, even for just a moment, they had a part in my experience. I take the good with the bad and all wrapped up, it's me at the end of the line. And when I turn around there is so much road left to travel, see, and experience.
No one said life would be easy or fair or just. It's hard and challenging and unpredictable and keeps me on my toes all of the time. I don't know what any day will bring or where my path will lead me. It is a line of uncertainty into an abyss of the unknown, an unknown that is waiting for me to create, develop, and paint the picture that is my own.
Plans, goals, direction... as always--good to have. I'm always prepared for something, but who can be prepared for the unexpected. We can't expect the unexpected? Walking on egg shells and a constant careful approach will drive the universe insane. Or it's easier to think--push or be pushed.
Look past the obstacles and push through the challenges--of this writer's block. Just break it. Screaming helps, but it might not help if no one else is around to hear it happen. What about the quintessential bitter-sweet moments that become so cherished that those are the memories that stick out in our minds and we remember first foremost and always.
If for nothing else, we should be on a journey to inspire ourselves because inspiration is so very very hard to find. And in the midst of it all, maybe we will be the inspiration for someone else.
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