Embracing Life’s Challenges


 

 

 

“Embracing Life’s Challenges”

There are times I find myself pondering within my thoughts; a daydream will send me reminiscing as if things in life were parallel, realizing at times life may appear better in the abstract. I’ll reminisce through time with memories, travel forward with an essence of belonging. Perhaps it might otherwise be daydreaming or dreadful memories that I find myself pulled into without recognizing at times what stands in plain view. Staying present in the moment can be harder than it seems, while at times hanging onto things I tell myself I don’t really need.
A person can climb a mountain through time travelling only with thought. But to get there, you’ll need a guide or sense of direction to find some mastery. Mastery at best requires people or things around you to accomplish great things. A vortex at its best will pull a person in when we don’t foresee things internally. While we journey through life or perhaps walk through great mountain terrains our thoughts, experiences, emotions derive from within and externally seek things out. Fears that derive from within may carry merit when we can acknowledge why it is we may feel this way and put this knowledge to use. But also understand within ourselves that sometimes to face things head on can be the hardest task at hand.

Perhaps in a daydream you may find yourself reminiscing through time with memories, travelling forward with an essence of belonging. In a daydream you may find yourself standing at the bottom of a mountain staring at a path that may be unknown to you. You may begin to admire its beauty from within and the external factors at hand. Gazing down at this great mountain with your sense of sight, you may begin to carry insight. Is this mountain a fresh view for your eyes or is it one you attempted long ago? Does your heart race for the adventure with excitement or does it race with the fear you feel inside? Who will stand next to you when you travel the mountain terrains or do you create positive action within that you can call your own?
As you begin to pave new journeys, new memories or perhaps old memories to guide you through, may you take the experience at hand and travel uphill through the mountain terrains. Staying in the present moment with every move, you may begin to take pieces of the mountain with you. Are you self-guided or do the pieces at hand provide insight and guide you? As you may set sight on everything within your path, you begin to set forth the journey at hand. Motioning forward any direction you can go; carrying pieces of this mountain terrains as you continue to go. All the while you feel the breeze, smelling the crisp air as you travel far. The gentle leaves move within the trees and whisper subtle as can be, the stream ahead may fill your thirst as your internal insight sets in motion. Follow the light as it settles upon you, build a fire all around you. The ground beneath you carry’s your feet to travel far; the air you breathe becomes your friend by far.

Travel far with another, as you may find you’ve discovered a shared experience. As you may walk through the mountain terrains building lasting memories, will it become your journey you’ve come to embrace or perhaps one you’ve come to withstand …?

Written By Marsha Beede

© 2018 Revised

 

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“Luminous”


When it rains”

 

When it rains it sometimes pours…

 

If it were raindrops falling on my head I’d find my friend, my companion, my greatest strength near.

 

If the rain were steady and thunder cast lightning I’d hear his voice whisper subtle in my ear saying “this too shall pass.”  

 

Days of thunder can appear with such madness. Whereas he can be found near with such comfort of warm gentle hands, a hug to keep the storms formation away from one’s demise.

 

Perhaps God’s will silenced the withering storm as it unsurpassed the pastures left behind unscathed. The storm that could have flooded the earth now surrenders to the sound of harmony under a willow tree from afar.

 

It is there he sat under this old willow tree looking up into the sky as the clouds lifted. The glimmer of sun shines through the scatter clouds as the storm settled embarked onto another journey.

 

It is there under this willow tree he rested, waiting, anticipating my arrival from afar left undone, dry in the musk left behind.

I walk this distance from afar and sat next to him with my head leaned into his shoulder. I closed my eyes as he placed his hand gently on mine and said “the storm has passed yet another day.”