Finding Your Way Back

I went through some rough days a few weeks ago, and I wrote anyway. I sent a few blogs that I wrote under emotional duress to my best friend, and she said that she knew I was called to write when I could write under dire circumstances. Prior to those rough days I was pondering about what could possibly prevent me from writing, and I considered possibly losing my vision. I wear reading glasses now, and Lord knows without them everything is fuzzy. It reminded me of a most distressing yet my favorite episode of the Twilight Zone when Burgess Meredith’s character, who was a voracious reader, found himself as the last man on earth in front of a enormous library. And then the unthinkable happened. He broke his only pair of glasses. I think I shed tears for him! One thing getting older teaches you is that life happens and that you can’t possibly prepare for everything. What do you do when you’re passionate about a thing, and life interrupts your plans to pursue that passion? Well one thing for sure is when you find something that you are passionate about, you know for sure that it is your thing if nothing can separate you from it. I watched a movie about an artist whose life was interrupted by tragedy. She lost both her family and her sight in a car accident. As she learned to navigate through life grieving the loss of her family and coming to terms with the loss of her vision, this made me smile. She traded painting for sculpting. She got to know people by feeling their faces, and then she recreated their images with clay. What a blessing! I’ve been saying more often than not that life is hard, and the unexpected can have a way of knocking the wind out of you. Better yet, life can take the wind from your sails if you allow it and then you find yourself marooned into a dark place that seems impossible to escape. Just a year ago that is where I was. Spring had sprung, but my problems made me feel is if winter was never going to end. Kind of like this spring! However, reflecting on last year, spring and summer both came, and all was well. And as the senior saints would say, I can appreciate this year’s joy so much more because of last year’s pain. So back to keeping your passion. Do you know what yours is? Has anything happened to separate you from it? In a previous post I wrote that sometimes you have to take baby steps and that baby steps are fine. We tend to get stuck in ruts and rather than remove ourselves slowly if necessary, we stay. I know I for one think that I have to take giant steps regularly, but that’s not always possible. Something worth having is worth the pursuit, even at a slow pace. That could be your journey to better health, additional schooling or training, or the pursuit of your passion. Take steps forward and keep moving.