“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” Anais Nin
How many of us meander through life halfheartedly hoping for change or for something to happen that will enliven our everyday existence? Perhaps we long for something or someone to do it for us? Never feeling courageous enough to initiate change for ourselves, so we don’t have to take a risk or the rap if it all goes wrong. But what if we couldn’t go wrong? What if taking action today on something we desire to have happen was in itself getting it right, whatever the outcome!
Whilst I know on an intellectual level that my time on earth is finite and that I should ‘seize the day’, its easy for this stark truth to get buried under the weight of daily practicalities. Yet increasingly my days are interrupted by moments of beauty…a falling into reverie for this gift of Life.
It’s easy to overlook the simple things in life. For instance, that a journey has to start at the beginning by taking first one step, then another and another, until we reach our journeys end.
When I reflect on my own journey from birth to the present day I see countless journeys and roads travelled. Some of these journeys are reflected in my surroundings, in the myriad of objects in my home.