Living in transit

Someday we’ll look back at all this haste, these confusion, uncertainty and fear.  And then we’ll bow and shake our heads for all the fuss we made.

For now these are the times we live by – so let us just live these moments. Without judgment, neither hate nor love.  Just with the grace to accept that as certain as there will be good days, there will be bad.  And we will consciously live them, one by one.  Till the days catch up with our mature hearts.  And we will welcome the days with open arms.  Not hating nor loving them.  Just living them as they come.

Someday we’ll look back at all these questions and turmoil and the flights all around.  To live in Asia or Europe or America and in which conditions?  And extract as much certainty in an uncertain life.  To live not knowing which direction to take, confused with all the choices right before us. And be frozen for a moment and in doubt.  Giving in to fear or indecision.

Is it possible to get the most answers and assurances out of this life?

Someday we’ll look back and understand all these friction. We’ll shake our heads in the realization: it was not so much of knowing what we had to do or knowing which path we had to follow.

Someday we’ll come to an understanding that all these are part of a brilliant design: how far can we go without giving in or selling out on life?  That all these make up that rich, albeit, difficult journey which leads us to discover the triumphs of our spirits, the steeliness of our wills and the strengths of our character.

And right now we thrash, we question, we cry.  Not enough time to do all these things: to run a business, to raise our children, to work, to write, to cook, to clean.  We embrace everything, spread ourselves thin and then second-guess ourselves that we haven’t done enough.  We are too unkind.

Someday we’ll look back. See the wisdom. Is our world ever kind?

And perhaps, like all the previous generations before us, we will smile that knowing smile.