Time has a very funny way of showing us it cares. More often than not, we run out of it, always leaving us with our backs to the wall. It surely only respects us as long as we show it respect. If we manage it properly, if we keep ourselves in check long enough to sort through our own thoughts and feelings.
There are quite a few moments I look back on and reflect. I look at time lost and time well spent. I look back on how I could have treated my time a lot better. However we feel about our time on this earth, it is so important to not lose track of it. Lose track of time, and we run the risk of losing ourselves. Whatever you do, don’t blink, life passes us up. Choose to live.
The term “Through the looking glass” was a term coined by Lewis Carroll when he wrote the sequel to Alice in Wonderland.. a mirror..where we see a world both clear and recognizable yet turned sideways. A mirror can be your best friend and your worst enemy.
It can cast doubt if you look deep enough and ask yourself questions.
It can also help you gather yourself and whisper affectionately and confidently in your ear that everything will be ok.
Self reflection can be one of the most painful and most rewarding experiences one can go through. If navigated properly, it can bring about growth and an evolution of thought. I can literally remember the exact points in my life where that experience brought me to my knees yet picked me up and pushed me closer to my goals than ever before.
I remember growing up, my mom was a human lie detector when it came to emotion. She always knew when something was bothering me and she never wanted me to sit on it.
She would ask, “what is wrong?”
I would reply, “nothing.”
She would then say “nothing is always something,” then continue peeling the problem down layer by layer until I finally found the root of the confusion. She never wanted me just accepting dilemma or complexity in my life. I grew up never wanting to look at issues surface deep. I love her for that.
To self reflect is to stare your worst fears and dislikes down to the point that you ultimately have the choice to create the better you….the best you.
(photo taken at Jekyll Island Plantation Brunswick, GA)
When I think of dreams, I do not discount their reality. They are there to push us forward towards a higher plane of existing. They have an ability to guard our sanity and nurse us back to health. We choose many different paths and outcomes in life. Some of those paths lead us straight to where we are supposed to be, and some of those paths force us to take a detour which is most definitely recoverable. Our dreams steady the wisest and the most foolish of choices, they force us to remember what we always wanted and desired for ourselves despite the sacrifice involved.
Dreams. Choice. Sacrifice. All three of these may be titanic in nature, but with balance, a fixed gaze, a courage forged out of hardship, and the steady hand of not just love of oneself, but also love for another, can overcome anything in this crazy beautiful disaster we call life.
If anything…..Dream Big. Love Hard.
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