Punch and Roll
Life is mysterious, she pulls you up to knock you down, or knocks you down to bring you up; all while teaching you a lesson. I’ve been told lessons come in various forms, some where you have to search for a meaning and others where the meaning is very literal and direct, which can be the hardest ones to see. So many times we look in the deepest darkest corners of our souls for the cause of a problem and question our very existence, when in fact the root of these problems and our solutions is right there in front of us. It’s like a math equation in algebra where we search for the formula to find the answer and all the while the answer is very simple. I believe that is the type of problem that I am often confronted with. Sometimes I set a plan but then the plan doesn’t fall into place or come to fruition, then I am left asking myself, what’s next?
Next is life, that’s the beauty of this journey, called life that we are all on; not knowing what is next… I often wonder what my life will be like in 10 to 20 years from now. I think to myself if only I could see the future I would be prepared for it. I would know what avenues to take to reach my goals, but if I knew what was next and what the future held would that change everything? If I accomplished all that I thought was capable of accomplishing at a given age, would I still be here, would I gain a sense of complacency, would I reroute my plan of action, would I be a greater person, shoot I don’t know. But I don’t want to know the future. All I know is the now and the moment I’m currently living. Sure I’ll prepare for the future as best as I know how to but what about when she (life) hits me what’s my response. That’s the epitome of adversity and the only way you can get to the good parts of life is by going through the bad, and the only way you appreciate beauty is by seeing the ugly. But when she hits she doesn’t just punch you once and stop, she hits harder and harder each time and whether you know it or not your whole essence is becoming harder. It reminds me of an armadillo, you absorb most of what hits you but sometimes you walk across the street on a hot day thinking that yesterday’s walk is the same as today’s and a car hits you! When hit, some roll over and others limp away, but you can’t spend your whole life playing defense. You live each day with a purpose thrusting forward a plan of action and sometimes life hits you sometimes it doesn’t. Regardless, you keep pushing and swimming like Dori, and life gives you unlimited opportunities to be what you envision, but if you have no vision then you may perish and live a lonely life mad at the world for something you had control over.