Strike a Match

There are times in my life when, just like magic, all becomes clear. These are times of wide eyed, freshly experienced emotion and commotion.

As we get older these feeling are harder to come by, since we have long since experienced it all. Or so we think ... Strike a match!

Much like a mixture of chemicals and fluids produces many more results than the sum of its parts, we too are mixtures of not only chemicals and fluids, but time and space as well. We are three dimensional and as such can reach out in a thousand directions at will.

We, and only we, are the masters of our universe. Only we can make things happen or let them lie. It is up to us to create the magic that we can be and take it to stellar heights.

Where there is possibility let there be pursuit. Where there are blossoms let us look for the fruit. And if there are challenges let us recruit and take from inner strength to help us    reconstitute.

Where are the possibilities if not in our fears, and where are the challenges if not in our tears. Would it be fruitful if we did not first plant the seed. And how does the flower grow amongst all the weeds?

Show me mountain that has not been climbed. And show me an ocean that has not been stride. To take to the air is the answer it seems. The higher we fly the greater our dreams.