Didn't see that one coming ...
I thought that I had set the course once again and that time would steer me gently into the new direction that I so desperately needed to sail. How juvenile was that?
Things never proceed in one single direction. As a matter of fact life is a totally scattered and messy lot. If you ever think that you know where tomorrow is, think again because it will be elsewhere. Maybe that is what makes it so interesting and so frustrating at the same time.
Once upon a time a long, long time ago I thought that I had figured out what it was that I really wanted out of life but then in the next instant all was gone. Just as a plant or flower leans toward the light we, the same sun worshipers, look to the direction of the warm and nourishing light.
What then is it that calls us to the effort, to the task, to the desire that makes us flesh?
Perhaps it is nothing more than that ecstatic instant when energy becomes love, and that love in turn fulfills us and makes us whole and one.
Being the hopeless romantic I can only hope that life is just that. A reoccurring dream of fulfillment that gently leads us on to the next adventure which will be a reaffirmation of the adventures that have brought us thus far and comfort us in the long nights ahead.
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