Have you ever taken a running leap into what you thought would be shallow lake water, only to find yourself sinking endlessly into it’s depths?
Bare feet just seconds ago skimming the sun warmed boards of the wooden pier, legs bent, arms tightly wrapped around your body water splashing everywhere, expecting to straighten up when your toes reach the bottom of the lake, and then not touching bottom?
That sinking feeling
Arms and legs flailing, eyes frantically peering into a world of murky floating bubbles until natural buoyancy takes over and you resurface.
Life can be like the clear waters of a lake beautifully sparkling with experiences that shape us as we work through our journey.
Until when we least expect it the water turned choppy, murky, swirling and menacing.
When we wonder where the road is going to take us, past tall evergreens, and rocky shores, driftwood-strewn beaches.
Life doesn’t come with a roadmap, or sign posts that point out the way, there are no easily marked roads to follow that give you a route for the best life. We all have to make our way through it learning as we go.
Adapting, giving, and receiving.
An aging world
One of the hardest part of life for us lately has been dealing with aging, both ours and those around us, realizing that it’s a gracious gift not given to all, and that it’s not a guarantee in life but a privilege to reach the age of older.
We’re living in an world where parents, and friends are aging, sadly fading and failing bit by bit, faltering. It’s hard at times.
There isn’t a road map that describes how our journey will be, no instruction booklet tied neatly around our ankles when we’re born, to be referred to as needed.
Sometimes I wish that there was.
Signposts would help
We could use a road map that says choose this route, take this road, this encounter will happen 109 miles from here, you will be able to deal with it when you get there, because the places that you have visited so far will give you strength to get through it.
But it doesn’t, that’s life.
I’m not trying to dwell on sad, lamenting the end of journeys, but instead suggesting we celebrate, knowing that we are here today, living our lives to the best of our abilities.
This way to happy
Being thankful for the gifts that we are given each day. Living our dreams, following our hearts, taking that jump into the crystal clear pool of water, having faith that we will reach the surface once again before we run out of air.
Faith, belief, and a inner strength that we didn’t know we had helps all of us get through rough parts. We have to deal with life one day at a time, a maybe a not so good day, a few happy days, a nice words, a smile of recognition…kindness from a stranger.
It helps us break the surface of the lake water, float to the top, taking those deep gulping breaths of air, looking around for the pier we just jumped off, making our way up the metal ladder dripping crystal droplets off as we climb, heaving our exhausted bodies onto the wooden deck, and breathing deep.
Knowing that we will have to jump back into that clear water again, because that’s life, but this time we are just a little more ready for the shock of the chilly water.
When you are out today, be the bottom of the lake that gives the solid footing and pushes us back to the top, to the sunlight, the air.
Be the smiling stranger, the happy laughter pealing through a doorway.
Grace someone with your smile, a nod, a hug.
Reach out your hand to that swimmer in the water, we all need help up now and then.
Jen @ The Light Laughed
I want to thank each and every one of you that have shared, viewed, and read Rural, the new online magazine that was published last week, if you haven’t shared it yet, please let’s share the amazing work of it’s contributors.
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Let’s just say that following your heart and letting those wings stretch is an amazing [and scary good] feeling, but so worth it. Rural is doing very well, it’s beyond expectations…look for the Christmas issue to arrive sometime in mid-November full of more beautiful photography, and great content, I can hardly wait to share what the contributors have created for this next issue with you.
I’m encouraging each of you to do the same with your life, it’s short, live it, follow those dream. Life may not have a roadmap, but dreams will lead the way.
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