Sunday, September 13, 2009

It Ain't Easy, nor Should It Be

Sometimes it is difficult to figure out where you're going when you're not sure where you've been. You are the substance of all your yesterdays wrapped up in your present, and who you'll be is the substance of all you are in the present moment. So this is eternity all wrapped up in every moment you live.

When I look at the lake I see both sky and water reflecting each other without end. When I look at myself in that lake I hope to be lost in the limitlessness of that reflection.

It isn't vanity. It is something beyond the narcissistic hope of love in reflection. I do not seek the Echo of my own voice, but I hope to hear the voice that moves between both water and sky. It is the voice between baptism and a dove's flight. It is the One that leads me on the narrow way.

Cryptic? Possibly, but my life has been a metaphor that I have yet to figure out. What do I represent? What is the moral to my story? Hmmm...until next time then.