Acceptance

Day by day and moment by moment; I accept the inevitable. It’s not as if I really had any choice in the matter. I find myself often reflecting on my life; the coulda woulda shouldas and many stupid things I’ve done in my time. On the whole, I’m thankful for this life that I’ve had and I have been very lucky. No, I am not rich or what people in America call successful; whatever that is supposed to mean. When I come home from work, I know I come in to a home full of people that I love and that I know love me. It means a lot as so many people in this world are so wrapped up in themselves; they cannot love. If I were to die today, I would leave knowing that I’ve had a good life. That my life meant something to somebody.

 

The next existence, the one that comes after death, is one I speculate on often. In meditation I have had experiences dealing with people who were influential in my life and passed on. Some may call this simply part of dreaming or whatever; but in meditation it comes across completely different than dreaming. It is like tapping into an area that time does not exist; where it is all about consciousness. The spirit opens itself up to God in a way that prayer does not; which makes it a deeper spiritual connection for me. It is comforting and soothing; it helps one to understand their place in this universe. It taps into an area where anything and everything can coexist. To this end, I will welcome greeting my ancestors at the appropriate time.

 

While judgmental people would question my sanity with this, I can only hope that they find some level of peace and understanding in their lives. People are so used to others telling them who they are, how they should be and what will happen to them in the end. We are not taught how to discover who or what we really are within ourselves or what our true potential is. We remain trapped inside of ourselves, living lives dictated by others with interests that do not necessarily align with our own. People are increasingly less capable of expressing coherent thoughts in writing; one of the best tools for one to grasp why they think the way they do. I love writing, I love thinking about things, they do not have to make sense but as long as I am thinking…I am alive.