Serendipity: noun; while in the pursuit of something, you
discover something else and realize what you've found is more suited to your
needs than what you were searching for.
Life is nothing short of a challenge, a series of obstacles
set before us that we are destined to overcome. A constant chaos, humming
around us, pulsing through us; living within us. Sometimes you'll find the challenge is too much and it's all
you can do to just wake up in the morning and remember to breathe. Your chest
feels constricted and you can't bare the weight a minute longer, but still your
heart beats and life drums on. Then there are other times, rare moments, where
we experience quiet. The chaos settles in, the humming stops and there you are
just breathing.
It's the moments in between when we're too wrapped up in the
noise and too far from the silence that we often go on, existing, not even
thinking from breath to breath. Then something pulls us drastically in one
direction or another and we are reminded unexpectedly of our humanness. Our
body suddenly screams to us that this existence is temporary, that our soul is
residing in a vessel for now and however permanent now may feel, you have nothing
more than the last breath you took in and the ones before that.
I've come to understand, perhaps more than I understand
anything else in my life, that nothing is permanent. So that longing I feel in
my chest, the uncomfortable restlessness, the tears I cry, the frustration that
overwhelms me, the laughter that comes storming from somewhere inside, that's
all part of a gift. A gift I've been given by something so much greater than
myself. The restlessness, however uncomfortable it may be, is perhaps the greatest
gift of all. It is simply my soul gently reminding me to wake up, to do more
than breathe. "Start living," it cries from the depths where all my
dreams are hidden and locked away, waiting patiently to surface.
Part of the adventure of life is the unknown, the scary, the
unexpected and the only promise is that one day all of it will end. So rather
than resent the restlessness, rather than get caught up in what I should be
doing and all the worldly chaos that surrounds me; I am going to accept the
challenge of LIVING. I'm going to be still, but only for brief moments and then
I am going to move. I am going to write. I am going to be more tolerant, more
peaceful and more open. I am going to break away from the commotion and
appreciate the serendipity and Divine timing of it all, the funny, the tragic,
the bland. I am going to be bold. And though I am fearful, I am going to
continue to share. My story may not be happening in the order which I expect it
too and I may never find the things or answers I'm searching for, but in the
pursuit of life, I trust that everything is happening for a greater reason that
has yet to unfold before me.
So whether I wake up tomorrow or this is my very last breath,
I am grateful. I am LIVING. And as the
pages of life continue to turn, remember that you don't always get a lot of
time, but if you spend your time the right way, you still get a lot of life.
Find your adventure, escape from the loud hum that's become
your life and fill your heart with a sense of wonder as you
begin to tell the world your story.
This is what I've found, life is passing,
Kelci
