We forget. I know I forget. It is a part of the evolution of body, soul and mind. We think we have it all figured out and for awhile we do. We think the path is set before us and it takes but a sequential number of steps to complete…. and then we find the curve.
For some it is a gentle curve for others a degree so sharp it separates body from mind. We reach a degree of insanity and we prepare almost thankfully for delusion. Yet… It is both mind and body that rebel. They argue, they are cantankerous, they allow us no rest, and constantly challenge that which we have accepted as an absurdity.
It happens this way. Each day arguing with both body and mind. It takes over, the exhaustion, the hype, the drama, it rebels and repents in equal measure. It is each day, every day, each breath, AND THEN IT IS NO MORE.
We come back. We travel through the underworld and find ourselves rejected.
We do not belong. It is not our time to give in - it is our time to climb. To take each step forward until our muscles ache and our lungs burn. Until our legs weaken and we think there is nothing left, but we continue to climb because WE ARE ALIVE.
It is the greatest gift though unappreciated in the moment. It is all we desire, all any living thing desires and we despise and love it. We know it and we reject it for the ease of giving up is a beautiful lullaby tied ultimately with strings of regret.
It is strength that separates the past from the present. The triumph over the hardship, the aching muscles that cannot bare another step but find the endurance to continue. It is the hero we champion. Sometimes to be the hero you need not act at all. Sometimes all it takes to catapult your sorrow to bliss is time and in-between the simple reminder to breathe.
This I have found to be true. This is the truth I seek to share. It is everything and it is nothing. It is all that lies within you. It needs no guidance; yet… perhaps a spark will ignite the bodies basic human instinct to Iive and to survive.