On My Mind...

Hiatus.

Sometimes you just need a break. 

To clear your mind. To find your mind. To thine own self be true.

(But do we ever really find the things we’ve lost?)

So you take a step back, you walk away, maybe even running without so much as looking back. You’re pedaling faster and faster and then: your legs get tired. Or you’ve seen all you needed to see. Or you’ve found what you were looking for.

Or maybe you haven’t

[and the sea is getting awfully rough] so you’ve decided to adjust your sails, turn around, and head back to that one particular harbor. And you can.

But it’s never the same. Life doesn’t stay where you leave it.

The scenery has changed; the air is different, thicker, stifling. Those same familiar birds have flown south and there’s an empty kind of feeling. The skeleton of what used to be. Like a house that’s been burned to the ground, only the splintering frame remains.

So before you put it in reverse, think twice. Do not be afraid of greatness. Going forward is scary, but sometimes going back is all the more unsettling.

“Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.”

It’s no coincidence that Helen Keller said that. Even when storm clouds blind your view, and you can’t see what lies ahead; know that what you’ve left behind is a mystery now too. We know what we are, but not what we may be.

The things that could have been are just as secret as the things that are yet to come, to be, or not to be.

So plow forward, diving headfirst into the next great adventure.

For what’s past is prologue.

your turn. xoxo