“The book of life is filled with incoherent riddles.
Life’s true lessons are inscribed in a corner of the margin.”
~ Jonathon Lockwood Huie ~
When was the last time you intentionally took a moment of pause? Not the fleeting few seconds to catch your breath between loads of laundry or passes over the lawn, but a sincere respite for your mind, body, and spirit?
In our busy lives, we can fail to take notice of things on a level deeper than the surface. Entangled–caught up in the hustle and bustle and therefore unable to give much notice. Routine of the everyday causes us to blur that which does not fit into the present plan or intended scheme of things. Yet, beneath the obscurity is where life happens.
Have you ever thought, “Am I having a life or is it having me?” You’re not alone. This thought becomes more evident–amidst the pause. In stolen moments, when the world falls away, you are left in the silence of your soul. In this space, your connection with the soul-self becomes evident. The reality of self. The unspoken truth. Do you like the company you keep?
No place to hide deep within the self, the reality of your beingness awaits like a long-lost friend. Love life, hate life, move ever forward, no time to relive the past or hesitate in the face of the future. Regardless of how you have lived, the reality of who you have become when life gets real-indelibly inscribed, a written account of your how you chose to show up. The ultimate truth of life exists punctuated in the margins of your story.