Monday, April 27, 2015

The Breakers



With life moving at lightning speed these days, it is hard to really enjoy a moment or a memory. It’s captured so quickly in a picture, a message, a video, or some other medium. In days past a moment or a memory was private, held only in your heart or in your mind and you could only reflect on it privately, on your own terms. Nowadays there are millions of acres of a virtual life where moments and memories can be suspended in time and held out there forever. I feel like this is a good thing. You can see something and remember that moment, who you were at that time, who you became, or who(m) you left behind or who(m) left you behind. The tragedy of the past is that that it is gone as quickly as it is made. We move forward. We keep those special memories close to heart. It is truly amazing how they can sit on your subconscious heart and mind and can be randomly accessed at the speed of light just from seeing something familiar, hearing a song, or being in a place the memory was created and still lasts forever. It’s important to always see the good…even if it is a memory of a difficult time or experience. Life itself can’t simply always be easy and positive moments. Life does require some tenacity, strife, and perseverance….it makes life worth living..and it makes the good moments…that much more valuable. Life is like the ocean…it can be so powerful and destructive, but the ocean and it’s power also provide a livelihood, a way to survive, a way to live, and a way to enjoy life amongst the calm sea and wavering tide. Like life, some times the tide will be so high you can hardly tread water, but the tide recedes, you start to paddle again, and soon you can walk back on land and know that you have made it….and you remember what you made it through.

“When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.” Rainer Maria Rilke

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