A life in the day

Life is funny. Not ha-ha funny so much as bizarre funny. A great deal of our individual growth concerns the ability to work through a resolution of internal conflict; that inner battle between our heart, mind and soul stemming from the embodiment of our past, present and future.

It’s about smoothing out the ripples which possess the power of an ocean from within. It’s about the pebbles which have been thrown in to our pond, and the resultant rings that resonate to swells in the Seas that seek the shore, ultimately to provide the principles in of our Life going forward.

Such is Life. We have a tendency to accept and choose the reality which is less painful... the path of least resistance to avoid the hard, albeit the right in our effort to pursue an agenda to justify our very existence;

Be it in the name of God or in the name of evolution, when spoken aloud, sounds rather pathetic given the superior nature of the human species.

Speaking strictly from experience, as well as for those whom may acknowledge this philosophical premise, ‘A Day in the Life’ evolves into ‘The Fool on the Hill.” The point which my heart, mind and soul reached this epiphany came upon a visit to a young couple and their daughter in South Carolina. Speaking strictly as a parent, I found the swells of the Seas can quite sobering as they make landfall upon the shore.

Parenting is the culmination of recognition of our self with respect to the lives of our children. It is heart rendering by its very nature. The moment hits us as parents as our children enter this world. We commit to an everlasting allegiance to their well being. We commit to a never ending devotion to be at their side. Then our kids have kids…and speaking strictly as a Grandparent we find if we are worth our weight in salt, that alone has the capacity to bring us to our knees.