Destiny

Time and Time again

Time. It’s a concept that permeates all our experiences. Shades our thinking and colors every event.

We organize our lives around it.

In time, everything passes and then we are left with memories. Memories may be timeless, but they’re shaped by time. We remember the same thing in different ways at different points in our lives. So, time colors our recollections.

The construct of time is so much a part of our language and thoughts that we’re often oblivious to its power:

Time changes everything Hourglass
Take your time
Time’s up
Give it time
Time to go
How much time left
Time out
It’s a matter of time
Do you have the time?
It all in the timing
Doing time
Time heals all wounds
Time marches on
No time like the present
Spare some time
Time’s a-wasting
Time to kill
Make the time
Time flies
Good Times
Saving time

Time is a paradox; we control what we do with our time but we have no control over its passage. We have all the time in the world, yet we never seem to have enough of it.

Its value is determined by how we spend it.


A Love Poem

NewmorningWhy are we here?

We are here to love.

What is Love?

Good question.

It’s a celebration

Not a chain or prison or obligation or burden.

It is a song.

It is the ability to live a lifetime with him in an hour

to feel more alive than you imagined

to forget yourself, your worries or commitments.

It is to be free.

It's what we live for.


It's Never Over. . .

Jason_5 Everyday I see Jason,
exactly like this.

Now, he never changes;
he never ages;
but most importantly,
he never leaves me. . .

even given the fact that
he left this world behind
(far, far too soon)
on June 11, 2000.


It is with great tenderness that I think of him and wish with all my heart he was not just a memory in my everyday experience of life.

At times I feel him near -- but no matter how I try -- I cannot hold and touch and laugh with him still. . .

I miss that.


Far Far Away

Destiny_2 I can't even begin to explain what has happened over the past 2 weeks; what I've had to do and how I've lost track of all things I was focused on in my life. That life is far far away right now.

Listing the tragedies and triumphs I've been through would not do justice to the intensity of my experience. Nor would such a list help you to understand. And I fear, it would ultimately distract from the point of this piece.

That point being:  Life, sometimes, is a ride we just have to go with when it pulls us along. And as much as we determine our destiny (and I truly believe that we do); we are powerless over life lessons that are sometime thrust upon us. 

It's what we do with these lessons -- how we manage the wreckage in the face of a tragedy -- that determines who we are, our outlook on life, and our destiny.

What I've found is that while those people outside the turmoil think that pity or sorry is in order; those that are inside often find themselves getting caught up in reassuring the outsiders that things are alright.
            And things are not alright.
                                      Yet, truthfully, they are all right.

The realities of life's paradoxes become crystal clear when one is in the mist of dealing with tremendous loss or shock. This little miracle of living completely in the contradictions of impossibilities is what I call an unexpected gem (and really weird). It's unexplainable.

With each crisis comes a challenge or several, I'll only share a handful that seem important to me at this moment:

  1. One is to stay true to who you are as life throws you for a loop (or several loops at a time.)
  2. Two is to stay close to those you love, who love and 'get' you.
  3. Three is to love all those around you who try to support (as best they can -- many times not knowing how to.) So . . .
  4. Four is to remember there is no map (for either the insiders or the outsiders) for dealing with events filled with turmoil or the inherent paradoxes, so be gentle.
  5. And Five is to honor each taxing situation for what it is and/or who they are/were.

I know that some of this post may seem vague or hazy but at times -- so is destiny.



BTW, the image used is an electronic painting by Dr. Sabin-Corneliu Buraga called Warm Destiny