KICK

       I have often felt ‘kicked’ by life, as if it’s just an old, cruel bully who sometimes hounds me with its fury. Many times in my life, I’ve felt like I was being booted around by situations and people, which often made me start kicking back, as if existence was a constant contest between nasty aggressors. However, in the last few decades of my 81 years, I’ve begun to see that all the fierce kicks life seems to give are actually soft and affectionate, more like easygoing shoves than ferocious whacks. Life, it seems, wants to help me ‘kick’ my habit of nervous, slapdash thinking, and it does this by softly pushing me, with occasional silent punches, toward acceptance, and maybe even some wisdom, and perhaps even spot-on gladness. I guess I should have a grateful attitude toward life – maybe even a feeling of devoted friendship for this enduring friend who sometimes uses kicks called disappointment and sorrow to softly bulldoze me toward insight and understanding. 😊

HOLD

­­WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Thursday, June 30, 2022 

         Today, like all days, will hold me carefully in its friendly arms. I may sometimes feel adrift in a sea of concerns, but all the while this day – part of the life that started cradling me 80 years ago – will be safely enfolding me. Throughout the day, the present moment will always be with me, embracing me within its everlastingness, spreading itself out to its infinite distances so that I can feel the fun of having no boundaries at all. There will probably be moments when confusion may seem to be clasping me tightly, or when fear may appear to be following me, but always – always – the dependable present moment – life itself – will be enveloping me in its vast and trustworthy way. I may even sometimes feel the gracious squeeze of life as it holds me in its welcoming, inescapable arms. 

WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Saturday, August 7, 2021

KIND

         The older I get, the more clearly I realize that this life I am part of is thoroughly kind. Even its sorrows and troubles carry kindheartedness with them, quietly blessing us with a little more wisdom. Even a disaster holds helpfulness at its center, allowing us to show the unselfishness that secretly resides in all of us.  After hurricanes, the care and consideration of townspeople comes forward in ways unseen before, and forest fires give goodwill a chance to show its hidden abundance in the work of firefighters and ordinary folk. I see sympathy – the universe’s willingness to care for me in countless ways – in every passing moment: my breath reliably coming and going, the dependable labor of my heart, the endless rising of brand new moments as amazing as sunrises. Life is truly my helpful friend, an attentive and friendly force that always stays beside me. Today would be a good day to show my gratitude for this never-ending neighborliness.