The Visitor Comes And Goes
Isn’t life amazing?
No, not the day to day life. That obviously undulates. Love. Losing love. Good health. COVID19 etc.
I’m talking about life itself. What animates us. As well as the trees and millipedes and narwhals etc.
Isn’t it miraculous that the chair I’m sitting on right now as I type to you is composed of similar elements as my human body but yet I’m alive and it isn’t?
It’s like Life is a visitor. It stays with me day in and day out and then all of a sudden, unannounced, it leaves.
Thinking aloud about this just makes me want to be more kind to myself.
Maybe I will be – starting now.
Fewer judgements of my thoughts I don’t like. Fewer judgments of my body. Fewer judgments of my judgments.
And maybe if we were all a bit kinder to ourselves, we’d be kinder to each other.
And if you’re reading this right now, thank you…
P.S The crazy thing is, I had no idea, at all, where this post was going to go when I started it. It took its own path. Just like the river of Life. I just knew it was time to write something so I did. And I’m grateful I listened to that inner nudge. So, with that, if you’re still reading this, I’m breathing with you.