Huffington said, "Life is part making things happen and part letting things happen." I thought that was such a great way to look at life. To remind the obnoxious, never satiated, type A part of my being that sometimes you just had to enjoy life and let the seeds you've planted circle back to you.
And so it is: I am officially 30 years young. Yes, I use the word young instead of old, contrary to my previous belief that once I turned the big 3-0, life as I had known it prior to this milestone would never be the same again. Period.
I didn't exactly know what to do with my dad's Elantra. So I drove. I got in the car and took my first independent road trip. It was the only thing I could do to both honor my dad and escape the overwhelming pain and death at home.
That we are dust is a reminder that our lives are fragile, and that the lives and hearts of those around us are as well. So we must tread lightly and walk joyously, spreading love for hate, peace for rancor, and healing for a world which is all too wounded.
Last weekend I was taking some photos of my cousin's kids. We just happened to be on a farm with brand new kittens prancing around in all their kitten cuteness and the kids were absolutely eating it up. It was perfect.
George's decision thwarts Mr. Potter's greedy attempts to control Bedford Falls, and improves the lives of George's family and friends. But what is the cost to George and the rest of us when we let our heart's desire wither and die?
In classical mythology, nectar is the divine food of the Gods, an ambrosia conferring immortality on anyone lucky enough to happen upon it. Living "in the nectar" is a metaphor for existing in that sublime state where you feel most joyous and alive.
I realized also that I wasn't alone in my co-dependency. Everywhere I went, I saw travelers with massive cameras dangling around their necks, snapping photo after photo after photo, seemingly disengaged from the very experiences they were obsessed with remembering.
It is hard to shake the feeling that comes with thinking that you were almost killed. But despite being physically weaker, I have become mentally tougher. Each and every day I make a concerted effort to stay in the moment. I listen more intently to people. I use love to guide me through each day.