life happens. it doesn’t question, though it seems endlessly curious. it doesn’t force, though it frequently shows immense, patient, world-creating power. it doesn’t wait, though it allows for the perception of time to pass.
life is movement, and it is absolute stillness. it is the calm, sleepy cove, and the tsunami. it is the gentle breeze, and the volcanic eruption.
it is the harsh words, and the joyful tears. it is the passionate conception, and the birth… the birth and the death… the death and the birth.
it’s all here, along the journey, fraught with unexpected barriers and furious dynamics we can only ever wish manipulate or control.
walk on. look again. listen with all of you. love unreasonably. dare greatly.
love your life