Another day on this colorful rock traveling around its bright star with no end in sight to how many more days will come to exist for this blob of gasses and matter.
If I’m lucky I’ll be here for 23,360 more. That’s about how many I think will be needed to bounce a great grandbaby on my knee.
Since I was never guaranteed any of the 17,300 or so I’ve had so far, I can’t help but be grateful already.
This world is a cacophony of beauty and mystery as much as discord and rage. One doesn’t have to look beyond mother nature and karma to see that all that is happening on this planet is not necessarily something we, with our current limited human understanding and capacities, can fully comprehend. But that needn’t take away from our enjoyment of it.
You probably didn’t understand how cake was made when you had your first bite of that delight and that didn’t take one bit of pleasure away from it, I’m sure.
We do have the capacity, even with our limited understanding of life, the universe, and our purpose in it to live truly meaningful and glorious lives.
Personally, it has taken stopping my own fixation with wanting life to submit to my desires and needs, and just accept “what is” with as much graciousness as I can; trying to bring forth from within myself as much compassion, kindness, genuineness, and real presence of inner spirit as I can muster every moment I’m still given here…..
while still keeping my eyes and heart open for miracles.