The universe provides instantaneous feedback, devoid of randomness, and holding immediate relevance. Put words to feelings, and it provides an augured mirror of insight. The ubiquity of teachers and meaningful lessons awes by its sophisticated elegance of purpose and growth.
Yesterday, my wife and I were discussing this very issue. Since the birth of our first child a decade ago, I buckled down, kept my chin tucked and ran with it. Though I followed my passions before then by exploring the world, after bringing children into the world, I could no longer follow, but rather had to lead my bliss.
Before children, I was purely trying to figure things out. After children, I was too busy trying to make things work to understand them. But now, I feel a clarity appearing, revealing a rich canopy of lessons I’ve been given, though had not the time to truly appreciate, embrace and consciously apply with consistency throughout all facets of my life.
Upon reflection, the past seems feverishly rushed. I’ve been shaking my head to free the flashes of memories from the coffers where they’ve been cached. And these reflected moments each feel like treasures I’ve not had the opportunity to honor with due attention.
Though I regret the moments I did not cherish as they were happening, they weren’t lost. They were tucked away until later when they could be loved with fond reverie.
I take this moment to express my gratitude for you. We are here for a reason, and our purpose: to know and grow from our connection. Soon this will be all gone, but for now, we are better from or touching each others lives. Thank you for the positive impact you’ve had upon my life, and for the (misperceived) negative impact, because I am growing in my personal development as a result.