Running in Reverse

What happens when time catches up with itself? Perhaps it merely waits or does it speed on by only to look back in remiss?

Life is something that defies definition for if it where defined it would not longer be alive. But life is the process by which we tangibly exist in a certain place, at a certain time, and in a special way.

To let the mind run free is like letting go of the reins of a wild stallion only to find that control is no longer an issue, but rather hanging on for the ride is more to the point.

As the sun sets on my last decades of diligence it occurred to me that all the planning and scheming that I managed to accomplish did not in fact produce the end result that I thought I was after. Instead I found myself thinking that maybe it was for not.

But today I had an epiphany, a moment of enlightenment if you will. Today I realized that all the twists and turns that my life has taken were most definitely for a reason, and that reason was that I had not been true to myself in the very beginning. Maybe if I had listened to my inner voice in the beginning things would have been more straight forward.

However, I also realize that early on there is not much for a beginner to say. Experiences must occur in order for ones mind to develop, and eventually, much like any other living organism, mathematics enters and the building blocks begin to be put into place. From this point on, left to our own devices, we could easily run in any direction and so guidance is necessary.

Guidance is the key word. A gentle steering, a well placed hand to aid us in whichever direction we are comfortable going. So maybe I have done exactly what I needed to do. No more, no less. Perhaps it is only my mind running past itself that stops to say "what has taken you so long to get here?"